He wandered down the tunnel, chugging water out of a large, plastic bottle every few steps. Amante had remained drunk for close to two days and had decided to come out of his stupor. He was mostly sober at this point though alcohol still boiled about in his system, trickling through his blood stream and seeping through his liver. Amante belched after another gulp and licked the excess water from his lips. Pace slowly, he recognized the scent... Leila. He stopped near her and looked over, motioning to her with his water. "What're you doing out here all by yourself?"