Moridax seemed unconcerned about much of anything.  She didn't really need to eat or sleep or anything of the sort, though perhaps a rest would hurt.  It took a lot to keep this body together as it were and more importantly, keep the smell at bay.  Regardless, she might as well take the moment to rest while Sunny was off doing... Whatever he was doing. Scouting? Mostly likely, well, whatever it was, she plopped her butt right against a tree and rested leaning on one.  

And everyone seemed to be questioning if the beast was poisonous.  Moridax just smirked, "Well, if you're worried about poison, my dear River, I'm sure we just need to wait and see if..."  She thought back on what Aureia had said earlier, "'Yana' tasted anything bitter.  I would joke and say wait for her to drop dead but I doubt poison would affect her and I'd rather not have paperwork.  More of it... At least."  That part she said with a sigh. Wondering about how much had pilled up.  How long have they been away?  

Shaking her head, not wanting to dwell on what may or may not be, she changed the subject.  "But do any of you know how to cook? Not to brag, but I'm rather proficient at cooking!"  The unsaid part was the why she was proficient at it...  She was just hoping people wanted to come to the underworld to have dinner for her.  "I mean, you know, I could cook if no one else will."

While she said this, it finally dawned on her that they had very little in terms of cooking utensils or supplies and there would need to be a great improvisation of supplies and other such things.  To start, they would need a fire... Maybe some rocks... Hmm, yes....