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Y'know, sitting in a desert while waiting for your crew to show up, there's not a lot to consider. Nice dirt, nice rocks, nice plants that could do with a bit of water; not much else. Pretty much only thing to consider is how hard this rock is digging into your ass, how gritty the sand is against your sizeable manly bits, and how very white your thighs actually are.

And how you're cold.

But when they get here, you're not going to let them know any of that. Because being cold? Yep, that was part of the plan, too.