[ Ever-aware of his own surroundings, he is conscious of the other drifter ahead of him, determining it best to check-in and possibly strategize on where it would be best to place himself to guard the perimeter. He nods at the welcome, offering a crooked smile in return. ]

Hey. [ Low visibility is an old friend of Deacon's, but it's a bit different when you're on the lookout end of it. ]

Weather will be weather. [ Says the guy fully wearing sunglasses. ] Rain's not so bad, you know. It's the mud that does you in. Clings to you no matter what. Makes a guy real easy to track.