Bo had made his way over to Luke, watching the exchange from behind. As he was introduced, he knelt down beside his cousin and held out his hand. "Hey there...."
Joe hit the bottom of the lake bed, trying vainly to push up from the floor but with his bound feet and hands found it completly impossible as he started to lose conciousness.
Troy didn't answer, remaining hidden in the bushes. He didn't trust Luke completly, and he wasn't about to let his defences down when he was so close to getting away from the dreaded place he had been in for near a month.
Joe took a deep a breath as he could as before he hit the water that Frank and Jesse had thrown him into, his coat dragging him quickly to the bottom of the lake as he struggled against his bonds, his lungs quickly starting to burn with lack of oxygen.
Joe struggled a little as he felt himself dragged off the horse and lifted off the ground again, swallowing and mumbling against his gag as they carried him to the lake.
Joe kept his head down as he was taken along the roads to his death. There was no point in struggling, he would only fall off and get himself trampled to death.