[ All of them are covered in a thin coating of ash by this point. It's sunk into their clothes, smeared itself onto their faces, and there's no getting it off. There's no telling when the next bath will come, but that's extremely low on Steve's list of priorities. He's been caked in grime like this plenty of times before, and he knows Claude has been too.

As soon as he hears the hoarse quality in Claude's voice, Steve hands over his own waterskin. It's half full and he gets the feeling Claude needs it more than he does. For all that Steve looks like he's rolled around in dirt, his posture doesn't betray any exhaustion and his voice is clear as always. He can physically take this kind of thing for a lot longer than the average person, and that's just one of the reasons why he's still out here. ]

It wouldn't have been. [ Steve knows that Claude is a skilled fighter, but as far as he knows, he's still human. He shouldn't be taking on something like this solo. At the question, he's quick to shake his head. ] I've been scouting for spots that have been missed. You ready for this? If you have a mask, you should put it on.

[ Most of the fires have been contained by now, but the air is still filled with ash. The last thing they need is everyone out here ending up with lung problems because they didn't protect themselves. ]