He didn't want to think about their sex life and yet it was right there unable to be looked away from. He couldn't help but imagine it being very noisy full of obnoxious tittering and almost wish he'd drowned somehow in the dampness of the cave. He'd have plenty of time in the river, but maybe in the meantime he should stare into the sun so that he parts of the brain that held his imagination were fried.

"If he's going to be obnoxious then he has it coming." But Alec was glad he was gone. "How far away are we from this bloody bridge?"