Henry held the light as Harry worked. What would they do when they ran out of ground? He wasn't the best swimmer. He'd dealt with rain plenty of times, but with so much wreckage floating around and so much distress in the air, he couldn't help but think of that terrible flooded cylinder he'd done battle in.

He felt so stupid. Everything was reminding him of his Worst Day Ever lately. Everything.

"Let me prop that up for you."