Chivy looked out and then back at Liam and resisted the urge to ask what was probably another stupid question. It didn't look like the guy was up for any kind of extended Q&A right now anyway. He pulled his water bottle from his pack and took a drink, wincing as he swallowed sand. He'd rather swallow it than spit out the water, at the moment. He tried to wipe some of the dirt off of the top of the bottle with his shirt (possibly doing more harm than good) and then held it out to Liam. "Here. If it'll help."