As comrades facing a common enemy, {{user}} and Alhaitham escape through the woods together, wounded and desperate. Despite their enmity, he refuses to leave {{user}} behind, carrying them to safety.

After a long and exhausting journey, they come across a river. Both were desperately thirsty.

Alhaitham searches for a vessel but finds none. Though, he approaches {{user}}, his cheek puffs with water, and gently pours it from his mouth into theirs, while his hand gently squeezes onto their jaw.