[Ivan was stationed only a few miles from the jungle back home, and as it was he was still used to the heat, albeit a more dry heat now. Still, he had been stationed in the jungle at one point, and knew very well the dangerous of quicksand but not so much poisonous food.]

Ohhh~ [He stops neat by, hands on his hips and a big shit-eating grin.] You better not move, or you'll sink even faster.