“Hungry?” Mr. Hood offered a long stick with a fried fish on it. She accepted it as well as the fresh coconut juice as their drinks. He got two of each and she wondered how long they would be staying here. She didn’t want to burden him for long.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you coming back. I should help you prepare for this.” She glanced at the small bonfire in front of them. It was too early to light it up but since he needed to so he could cook the fresh fish he caught.
“I know you’re tired and I purposely didn’t want to wake you until everything was ready.” He’s now with proper clothes he got somewhere but it was dull and close to tearing apart considering how muscled he was. But enough to keep him covered. He took the robe neatly folded on the rock and wrapped it around her shoulder
