The pale elf watched Calvin work and smiled faintly as she silently noted that at least the young man was good when it came to butcher work. As she was handed the cuts of meat Cyriana went to prepare the campfire again and soon the crackling of wood and warmth of fire was back.

The dark haired woman tilted her head at Calvin's question and flashed a little smile. "I'm not quite sure really - there are so many things in the bag..." Cyriana kept her eyes on the meat that was coming up nicely, but made a quick glance towards Straw. "Straw, would you be so kind and bring my bag over here?"