[Rainbowfox Ari]

The dryness inside of his mouth had little to do with thirst, and a lot to do with the fact that he didn't know where he was, or who most of these other people were. But then again, he had one name. Dara... He didn't know what it meant, but it was pretty.
His tail flicked a bit, and he gave a soft smile.

"Andarel." he murmured. His throat still hurt, and would likely continue to hurt.

What she said about being sick from the water? He was inclined to agree. Now that his body was starting to register the whole 'being alive' thing again, he felt an ache in his upper abdomen that had nothing to do with hunger - which he also was starting to feel. He had that feeling in his body that told to a massive fever - shivering and sweating simultaneously. Although he was used to the feeling, he was not used to this particular cause. Then again, there wasn't a whole lot of tainted water in Hell - what little there was, was boiled by the heat. One had to cool it down before it was drunk. Maybe hunger was a factor too.

"I'm not going to leave." he said quietly. "I don't think I could anyway. Walk, I mean."