Gorchev: *eyes the birds. He then gets to his feet and dusts off his outfit* Yes, let us eat. Come. We shall summon the others. Hope has recently returned with drinking water from a river. *he nods then moves out of his tent, heading to the center of the camp, where Hope is setting up the bottles of water that she had gathered up*
Seferia: Hmm… Do you really need my permission or opinion on that matter? *she releases another faint chuckle* Go, get your food. *she then gets to her feet and walks out of the tent*