Fabine doesn't look up from where he was sharpening his dagger. "Took you long enough," he snorts, turning the dagger to sharpen the other side. "Did you at least catch something?" He smirks, mainly just trying to get a rise out of her at this point. It'd been almost an entire day since their last argument and he was bored with the contentment. He glances at her momentarily, making note of how far away she was in case a fight did ensue.