Shit, as long as whatever we make isn't raw, we'll probably survive.
[Hell, maybe even if it is. Kainé has been known to devour wild fruit that's meant to be poisonous to otherwise without so much as batting an eye. Really, as long as it keeps their stomachs full, she's pretty happy— you don't survive as long as either of them has by being picky about what you get to eat.
She'd still like to draw the line at bugs, though. Grandma had really been pushing it with that one.]
You got better terms in mind? I'm all ears.
[She braces both hands against her hips, looking up at him expectantly, but there's a mischievous edge to that sharp grin of hers— if they're gonna do the job anyway, may as well make it fun, right?]
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[Hell, maybe even if it is. Kainé has been known to devour wild fruit that's meant to be poisonous to otherwise without so much as batting an eye. Really, as long as it keeps their stomachs full, she's pretty happy— you don't survive as long as either of them has by being picky about what you get to eat.
She'd still like to draw the line at bugs, though. Grandma had really been pushing it with that one.]
You got better terms in mind? I'm all ears.
[She braces both hands against her hips, looking up at him expectantly, but there's a mischievous edge to that sharp grin of hers— if they're gonna do the job anyway, may as well make it fun, right?]