Here's a canteen full of liquid energy. Maybe it will work better than the orange juice.
Flynn rubs at his eyes before picking himself up as well as the canteen.
The energy is crisp, and with it, he feels slightly better.
"I forgot how good this stuff tasted..." He shakes his head fondly, vague memories dancing around in the back of his brain, "Heh...thanks man. It's much appreciated."
He also sprinkles some on the Bit, who hums in appreciation.
Still, he debates the glass shards of the orange juice....Hm...He wonders if....










