Baako put the stopper back in the canteen and licked his lips. Carter looked up from the map. “How much of that do we have left?”
Baako pulled the stopper back out and closed one eye. “It’s pert near full.”
Carter returned to the map, measuring a day’s travel with thumb and finger. “It’s got to last us another day. Maybe two.”
Baako weighed the options. “Okay. So, we drink three quarters of it today and the other three quarters tomorrow.”
