[When Liem roused from his sleep, he was determined to get himself clean, shaved, then watered and fed, in that order of importance. Some might judge this a matter of vanity, but he has become used to not needing to eat or drink over recent weeks—and his ragged, unkempt state is fraying the edges of his attention. He can't stop noticing it, and it's putting him ill at ease.
But very clearly, this man has other ideas. Liem regards the offerings with mild surprise, and his body responds by tentatively reminding him that he is unbearably thirsty. He accepts the water with an automatic murmur of thanks, draining half of it immediately and cradling the partially-empty container in his hands.]
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But very clearly, this man has other ideas. Liem regards the offerings with mild surprise, and his body responds by tentatively reminding him that he is unbearably thirsty. He accepts the water with an automatic murmur of thanks, draining half of it immediately and cradling the partially-empty container in his hands.]
What kind of journey would that be?