"Discards," he answers, setting down the satchel and heading for the den. He climbs in halfway, rooting around among the blankets before emerging victorious with a sheathed knife.

Damocles.

Yes, sir? The dog comes to attention. He knows it's important if Captain's using his full name.

I want you to bring me the largest pieces of dry wood you can find, understood?

Yes, sir! Dam trots off with his mission.

That taken care of, Ryan heads for some trees that look like they'll make good spits.

"See if you can find a large, flat rock, would you?"