"Yeah, it still works." Sulu was starting to feel a real burn in his arms; his legs had already been aching since thehy'd run so far through the jungle. "But I'm more worried about taking a nap, honestly. I'm starting to think that I'm just not built for running for my life."

The idea of passing out on the grass was also a good one; they'd nearly reached the shore, to the point where, if Sulu didn't mind dunking himself under water, he could touch his feet to the ocean floor, and he was pretty ready to do just that. He was probably going to strip down to his underwear, though - he really did not want to try and relax in wet jeans. That was not happening.