Dave

"Sky? Sky." He could hear Henry's blurry voice calling him as if he were underwater. Dave had his head buried between his legs, having a mild crisis of despair. “Rick and the others are already worried. Are you going to come out of this toilette or not?" Henry was still slamming the cabin door.

"I'll be right..." He said it, but his mouth wasn't able to make a sound at first, so he cleared his throat and spoke louder now. "I'm on my way."

It didn't take long, and he left the ...