Thomas woke up with his fingers touching some smooth skin. The way in which he brushed the skin caught him off guard for a second. His eyes opened and slowly took in the scenery around him. The people he had surrounded himself with were slowly starting to stir as well. He looked down and saw that his and Brenda's arms had managed to come together overnight. Something inside Thomas was pleasantly surprised with that, but as she began to wake he quickly removed his hand away from hers. As she woke, she knew exactly what had happened as she felt Thomas hand brush away from hers. She had woken up herself briefly during the night and felt their hands together as a result of this. There was no denying there were feelings for each other on each side. They both had the exact same dilemma. They weren't sure if the other reciprocated such feelings and if they didn't, it could potentially jeopardise the friendship and the connection that endeared them both so much to each other. Neither one of them wanted to be the one to do that. To all the others it was extremely apparent and obvious that they both had feelings for each other, except perhaps to each other.

It was the day, and everyone knew it. Immediately, the atmosphere around the camp had changed. An air of intrigue had encompassed the newly formed society as they awoke from sleeping and started to prepare. The way everyone had started the morning realising what a pivotal day this could turn out to be not only for themselves but for everyone as a collective. They realised that it was the first time they were really exploring the landscape around them in groups that they had actually voluntarily been assigned to and everyone had an air of anticipation and slight fear as to what they would find in the jungle. The groups had started to get themselves ready, following a hearty breakfast cooked up by Frypan, his crush, and the rest of the kitchen staff. Minho, Thomas, Brenda, and Jorge met up and gathered their supplies, some meal packs and water. They were gearing up when Thomas reached for a water bottle that happened to have Brenda's hand around it as well. They both looked at each other sheepishly and Thomas withdrew his hand so Brenda could take the bottle.

Jorge, noticing this interaction and having been alive long enough and indeed been around Thomas and Brenda enough to know that there was clearly feelings on both sides, went over to Thomas and put his hand on his back.

'Hermano' he started. 'I know you gotta thing for Brenda muchacho, and I don't wanna hear otherwise' he said blocking Thomas's attempted interjection. 'I see the way you look at her, and I see the way she looks at you. I'm not gonna bullshit you, she definitely gotta thing for you as well, but you be careful with her. I looked out for her for a long time, and just because she's more independent now, doesn't mean you won't have to deal with me if you hurt her even a little bit. Enjoy yourself with her, ain't much better girls in the world, but be careful Hermano.' He walked over to Vance to go over a few things, leaving Thomas stunned at this revelation. But those thoughts would have to wait. The gear was assembled, the people were ready to leave and it was time to go exploring in their new home, their new safe haven.