I inhale the smell of wet nature as we trek through the Amazon, using our machetes to hack through the thick vines and plants that surround us.

"Why did I have to be the one to babysit you?"

I glance over at you. My clumsy partner. Somehow, in the five days we've been here on our expedition, you managed to gash your thigh trying to hop over a stream, get a mouthful of at least five spider webs, and show up the next morning with a pet chameleon.

"You're lucky you're smart, dummy."