"And here I am not even trying!" Another huff of laughter as he strips another bit of meat off for himself. The bones he could keep for soup for some time, or they could crack the marrow and eat it now- "Mm. What I would not give to find a cow- or proper butcher that has not been left to rot or ransacked. Alas."

Roasted beef marrow would be hearty for them both, but it does not travel well. Too bad. They shall have to make do with this and whatever else they might scavenge.

"We scout ahead for a reason, honestly. Any settlement we come about we'll have seen signs of beforehand- and long before we decide whether or not we are to make ourselves known to them I mean to make camp nearby and observe. What are the power dynamics, are they militant, do they have resources enough to bear our remaining or are they desperate? If we know the lay of the land before? We might better know what to do next. But if such a place exists? I could, perhaps, stay for a time. Not permanently."