Swims grinned when Veria stood up, even more so when she hugged him. "Agreed, most definitely agreed. We might be able to catch something, though we'd have to be pretty lucky. for that. Animals are always so good at running and hiding. I guess we should probably try to learn more about tracking. I didn't really think about that being important before; fighting just seemed more practical."

As much as Swims would have loved to repeat last night's events once more, they really did need to get moving quickly. The pair were hungry now, but it wasn't too unbearable. By the next day, however, that would definitely change. Reluctantly, he stood up and pulled away from her. "I suppose we should get going. Even if we can't kill anything, a nice warm dinner awaits us in Blankenmarch." He said, though not before looking her over from head to toe once more and giving her a satisfied grin. He gathered up his clothes and put on the pieces of his armor one by one. As usual, because of how cumbersome his armor was, it took him longer to get ready than Veria, but nevertheless, it wasn't too long before he was ready to move. He put on the backpack that contained his share of their dwindling supplies and looked at her with an almost enthusiastic smile. "So, ready to go?"