“Mmm-oh,” Sephiroth said with his mouth still full. He chewed what was in his mouth, quickly swallowing it. “I know about the rest of the briefing. I was just unsure about how far we would probably get today.”
He finished off his portion of fish and began to tidy the bones. “I will help pack up the tent. But first I should dispose of these.” He said, nodding down to the pile of rubbish he was accumulating. With an expert flick of the wrist, he flung the fish bones and other garbage straight into the river. He knew food was already scarce out here, and although there was something morbid about feeding dead fish parts back to the fish species he had already been eating, he knew any food was good food to them.