[Since Ichabod was sleeping in the entry hall, he woke up to water on his feet, licking waves on bare skin. Gunpowder was gone and the sun was on his face. His eyes flutter open and was nearly blinded. The sound of waves and the smell of sea water played on his senses. Then it dawned on him
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...so everyone else is in the same boat..
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I am not happy.
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Where's your tent..? You should have a trunk of clothes; albeit, not clothes of your choosing; all I had were silly things that I can't work out how to wear
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Thank you.
[He manages to get up, with her help of course, and starts to point at a tent but then forgotten where it was since most of them now look the same.]
Uh...
[He looks at Elizabeth and shakes his head.]
'Tis not of dire importance at the moment. I can find it again...
[He tries to maintain some bravado but flounders and trips again.]
Whoa!
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