Alan looked like he was going to blurt something out again, so James once again set about keeping that tongue of his busy. And wrapped her legs around him, to really keep his focus. And started grinding because... because she was hornier than she'd ever been in her life and the time for thinking was over, really. It didn't even bother her that Tim was still standing there slack-jawed with dozens of pressing questions, but once Alan was properly back on top of her going at it, he took the hint and headed back the way he came. The pair of them went at it like animals, barely able to hold a thought in their heads, and only breaking off when Alan was decidedly spent and woozy from dehydration.
They made their way back to Alan's favorite camping spot, leaning into each other the whole time and not saying a word. When they finally stopped for a drink.
"So uh... Sapphire, huh?"
"Yeah I panicked, whatever... just... don't go explaining who I am if Tim shows up again, I don't wanna..."
"Right right, you're new to the whole trans thing and want time to break it to people I get it."
"I TOLD YOU I'M NOT-!"
"- already gettin' the little coffee maker started?"
Which she was.
"Labels are whatever... I'm ready again, so let's go with the flow... Sapphire."
She had half a mind to scream at him and start throwing things, but she also had her eyes locked on his junk again and ended up sort of diving onto him and clawing at his back a little during the next session. Somewhere along the line, Alan grabbed another handful of those mushrooms to feed to her and and everything just sort of turned into a blurry haze of writhing intertwined limbs and intense sensation. The next time the pair were clear-headed enough to really take in their surroundings, James, or Sapphire suddenly felt like she hadn't eaten in days.
Alan was quick enough to scavenge something up. Yellow plums that tasted like cinnamon and dish soap, but she stuffed them in her mouth so fast she barely remembered not to swallow the pits, and it still wasn't enough. The two just sort of wandered through the trees, looking for anything even remotely safe, which the ravenous blue woman made short work of every time. Alan was a bit hungry himself but she kept giving him a look like she'd happily gnaw his finger off if he tried to grab anything for himself. It was a bit alarming for both of them.