[center][b][i][u][color=f26522]Cochise Tarak[/color][/u][/i][/b][/center]
The Easterner would return Icarus' nod as he would finish off what he was cooking, before going to place down a solid haunch of smoked venison right beside the table that Gwyneth was standing by, a low sigh escaping the man's mouth as he'd look between the few that had just came into the kitchen. Lowly grumbling he'd turn about to start working on the plates of eggs once again, cranking out another within a few minutes as he'd lay the plate off to the side, noting there were now three plates again for any of the members that wanted some form of breakfast. The Easterner would reach out to drink from a large canteen filled with filtered water, something he had bought from one of the markets within the southern territories on the off-time they were given, rather useful since it filtered the water for him and didn't need to make him have to boil such in order to make it healthier for him to consume.

The man would turn to gesture off to the new plate of eggs he had just finished to Icarus, speaking to him in a light tone, "Eat the food, before it wastes", which he would say briefly before turning about to lower the temperature settings on the stove, he found it odd how he could control how hot the stove was with a dial, and that it needed a metal object to help heat such.

He'd then idly wave off to the woman as a low sigh escaped his mouth as he went back to work, this time making something out of the fat of the deer he had bagged the other day, him making something out of the fat of the deer as he'd stop for a moment and raise a brow at Kylie, "I have to ask again, how come you got the color hair you do again?"