[Brat. Baroona's mouth twists into a snarl as he watches Mikael walk away with his cigarette. Not bothering to fight for it back, he pulls out another one and lights it, staying in place.]

Hey. I've got an idea.

[Jabbing a finger behind him to a tree above camp, he tilts his head.]

I'll wait up there. You bring me my pants. I'll give yours back in return. Maybe give you a surprise too.