Shrieky climbs across into the boat with Benji's help, and carefully sits himself down into the body of the boat while she unties it and casts them off. He looks over his shoulder, once, to try and see if they're still being pursued, before turning his attention to the water. He dipped his fingers into it, then his whole hand, undeterred by the coldness. There were probably fish here. Maybe he could catch some for her, to say thank you for rescuing him...

The buzzing is loud enough to be all around them now, and Shrieky becomes aware of a tickling on the back of his neck. He reaches up to smack the insect away, only to find one crawling up the length of his arm. A few more buzz around them. Not enough to be making so loud a noise, but enough to set his teeth on edge. He shoots Benji an apologetic glance. For reasons he's not entirely certain of, he is certain that they're here because of him, rather than her.