A Thousand Rainy Days

When Talyssa accepted his offer of a meal, Quill smiled, nodded and led her away from the waterfall just enough that they wouldn't have to speak too loudly to hear one another. Once he had the woman settled, Quill placed his satchel nearby and began collecting wood for a fire. Nothing too huge, just large enough to warm the meat within the bag.

Soon the fire was crackling away merrily and the monochromatic brute began placing strips of seasoned meat upon hot stones. The meat sizzled and smelled delicious instantly. As he worked, Quill made polite conversation with the Carpathian woman. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you leave your family to be on your own? The world can be a dangerous place, you know." There was concern in his pink and aqua gaze as it flitted to the fae's face.

Quill flipped the cooking meat from one side to the other, replacing strips as they were cooked. He placed the already cooked strips upon a wide leaf and sat it between them. They could eat as he cooked so the meat would remain fresh and warm. The man had also traded for an assortment of fruits which he also sat between them. A makeshift picnic if there ever was one.

"Speech"