The spits are about down since there's not much to making them. River may have noticed, but there's no fire pit anywhere.
He doesn't cook out here.
"Nothing's been ruined, you know," he says to her, wiping splinters off the knife. "We have replacement protein. We had to move, but this is much more secluded than the valley."
Privacy screen or no, he doesn't think he would've been comfortable doing anything more than eating out there.
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Date: 2009-04-04 03:59 am (UTC)He doesn't cook out here.
"Nothing's been ruined, you know," he says to her, wiping splinters off the knife. "We have replacement protein. We had to move, but this is much more secluded than the valley."
Privacy screen or no, he doesn't think he would've been comfortable doing anything more than eating out there.
"Also, the bacon survived."
Bacon?
"Oh, that word you recognize?"