Alright, rewind. [ Both arms gesture presumably to accentuate his words, though it's interpretive at best. ] You were looking for someone a second ago. Pretty calm for a search party. You are seeing the storm headed this way, right?

[ Know what, nevermind.

The longer this conversation continues, the less helpful it becomes, so he's done chasing a problem that has absolutely nothing to do with him. There's no hint of distress in the immediate vicinity and, were there, Sam might well get in the way in his present condition. The flaring throb in his ankle's proof enough he shouldn't trust himself to play hero for at least another week, or until they can get a hold of a certain angel.

Stepping intentionally into the blond's line of sight to demand his attention, thank you. ]

Honestly? I just wanted to address the elephant in the room -- that's all. Right now, I have more important things to worry about. Whatever you have going, it's none of my business.

And I'm short on bargaining chips; you're right. I did just wash up on a beach in the middle of nowhere. I'm soaked and starving, and I hurt all over. [ Trying to appeal to any sliver of humanitycompassion in the other. ] Maybe you could lend me your phone? Five minutes, tops. Then, I'm out of your hair.