zephyr
"Bit'a this'n that." Either you're feeling particularly unhelpful or you know as much about gathering as you do hunting - at least, in the sense he speaks of it. Without asking you pkuck a feather from the breast of the ramphire, twirling it between your fingers thoughtfully as you wait for the stranger to decide.
One horn. It's more than a fair trade for your labors, and on most days you'd accept it without fighting. But money is tight with the Ark still in dock, and you know Jack will skin you if you don't at least try.
Almond eyes look the other fellow up and down a moment in thought. Then you grunt a little, shaking your head. "Throw in a yard'a hide and we'll call it a deal." You extend your hand, waiting for him to accept.
One horn. It's more than a fair trade for your labors, and on most days you'd accept it without fighting. But money is tight with the Ark still in dock, and you know Jack will skin you if you don't at least try.
Almond eyes look the other fellow up and down a moment in thought. Then you grunt a little, shaking your head. "Throw in a yard'a hide and we'll call it a deal." You extend your hand, waiting for him to accept.
burn all the things you have to burn
save all the people you're supposed to save
save all the people you're supposed to save
