The body, as Davis discovers upon reaching it, is of a scruffy, unshaven Irish man in his boxers, which haven fallen to around the dead man's knees. The birds haven't begun picking at the body, indicating to Davis that it hasn't been here all that long. While the dead man has a significant beer gut, he is otherwise in decent shape, not weighing an excessive amount. The water combined with the limb body make it easy for Davis to swim back to shore with the body in tow.
As Davis pulls the man onto the shore on his back, his face is getting a hint of blue, although no where near the color of the dead man's face. As the wind bites into his cold, wet back, Davis visibly shivers, from the weather, not the sight of death.
Davis:[spoiler]If you don't get dry & warm soon, you'll have to roll for fatigue, just FYI.
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