"It could be a sign we're close to something bigger," Andrew points out with a nod. "Or it might be there's something worth seeing there that we didn't notice. Either way, I think I'd like to find somewhere a little bit drier; the last thing I need is a cold."

Not that colds work that way, but having wet feet is really starting to make him miserable. More miserable than a heavily pregnant man normally is, even.