Ray glanced at Zaida, and shook his head. "I'm fine." He reached into his bag. "I've got some of the nutrient supplements we usually take on geological expeditions." Ray found the syringes, and sighed. "Nevermind, they're all broken." He groaned, and looked back up at the sky. After a few moments, Ray spotted the feral folf, and smirked. "Well, where'd you come from?"