In the end, we talked so much that our throats went dry. Of the vials we had, according to Garrl, Kirkarrg explained to him that the red vials are a kind of pain medication; we only had two left, while the only blue one was just a type of regular drink. In the end, I told Garrl to drink that beverage and I would drink the river water, so if it wasn't potable, only one of us would get sick. Besides, we still had the red jars, although I don't know if they would help, but we need to confirm if that water is drinkable. I hope that, being underground, it is better filtered and less contaminated.

  After convincing Garrl, who would be fine, to drink the vial, we cautiously descended from the cliff. Upon reaching the river, I told him to watch out for any danger, but before we started drinking, I was able to see my reflection. It wasn't very clear, but for the first time since I woke up in this new life, I could see my face. I know Garrl doesn't like us comparing ourselves to lizards, but the truth is that what I see is the face of a lizard.

  - Breigon, are you okay?

  - I'm sorry, I was just thinking that this water looks clean; I hope it's drinkable, I don't want to get sick. Pass me the empty jar to fill it and keep watching, don't worry.

  I drank in moderation; although I was still thirsty, I didn't want to fill up too much and then we returned to the cliff. I took the opportunity to pick up some stones; Garrl asked me what they were for, and I told him they would be used for throwing. It's not a very high place we're in, but gravity and good aim would do the job. We took the opportunity to eat one of the insects we had left; it was difficult, as it wasn't cooked, its meat was harder to separate from its exoskeleton, but in the end, we ate it. Honestly, I need to figure out how to start a fire; Garrl didn't seem to care. "Food is food," he told me.

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  In the end, when we felt somewhat tired, I suggested to Garrl that we take turns so that one of us would always be on watch. He insisted that I rest first and that he would keep watch. I just emphasized that we should take turns, since we both need to rest, so I lay down as best as I could; I really miss my bed! That was the last thing I remember.

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  Breigon finally fell asleep. It's curious the things he inherited; they are somewhat complicated and strange concepts: "drinkable," "gravity," "microbes," "astro...". The truth is, I don't even remember. Some I see their value for survival, others not; however, these are things I didn't know.

  He also plans with that knowledge, along with mine. He reminds me of Kirkarrg, mostly in that he behaves like an adult, doesn't make hasty decisions, seems confident when saying or asking something, and doesn't need things explained to him as much, unlike me who does need things explained, especially when he talks about things related to his heritage. I also know that his heritage is real, it's not that I doubt it. Shouting did help me and made me feel better. The potable water thing makes perfect sense, although it didn't seem to me that he took the risk, but his justification also made sense, taking turns to keep watch, using stones as weapons; all those things remind me of an adult. I'm glad to see that he seems less like a "wanderer" each time, maybe he's a bit strange, and he gets lost in his thoughts a lot, but his heritage is there and it's helping us survive or at least he's trying, just like I tried with my heritage. I believe that together we can do it.

  After some time and just when he was about to wake Breigon, he managed to see something near the river, that is …………………………….