"You know me. I'm hardly picky," Robin answered. It was the truth; she had eaten bear meat without complaint. She also cared about logistics too much to complain about eating rations. She looked around for a moment, before she plopped down on a rock. It made a convenient seat to just claim as her own.

"And I think eating, before we return, might be smart." It wasn't just an excuse to spend time with him. Really. "We need to keep our strength up, right?"