"Pet won't. You will. Trust me, it's pretty rank." At least the recent influx of venison, rich as it was, made for a nice change of pace. Once Wash had assured his companion, Carolina set off again, mindful not to set too taxing a pace. It wouldn't take very long to reach the outskirts of the nightelf village as it was, and there was space enough just outside it, where campfires had been pitched previously, for them to sit and talk.

"Stay here. I'll get us something. You included," she added, nodding at the raptor, before disappearing into the village proper. It doesn't take her long to reappear with some fruit for the humans and some meat scraps for the raptor, the skin bundle thrust at Washington the moment she can get rid of it. His pet, his mess.

"Until I saw you, as far as I'm aware it's only been me here," she began without too much preamble.