Sawyer looked up at the man and squinted over raging sand; the prospect of the featureless man was strange to say the least, but Sawyer had most definitely seen stranger. He shook his head slightly as the man offered a drink. He was thirsty but never was one to accept charity.
"No thank you, but I feel humbled by the offer. Wanna take a seat?"
Sawyer patted the driftwood he sat on, taking a drag from his recently-lit cigar.
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