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[jettisons]

[Bellamy looks exhausted, but by now, there's nothing new about that. His hair is a mess and there are bags under his eyes, but hey, at least he ditched his jacket. Small improvements.]

My name's Bellamy Blake.

[Hey guys, hope you're all doing great, but Bellamy is allergic to polite smalltalk apparently, so he jumps right in.]

Wyver expects us to earn our keep, and we're not exactly drowning in food like we were in Olympia. I'm trying to organize some hunting parties, bring back as much as we can carry. Something tells me not all of us know how to hunt, so I'll teach you if you're willing to put in the work and share what you kill. Any basic survival training you need, I'll help you out.

[That's it, mostly. Except:]

If you're not comfortable leaving the city, don't. We don't need anyone else getting hurt.

Comments

[jettisons]

Not sure. If they do, they're not sharing with us.

[sweetwater]

Such gracious hosts.

[jettisons]

It could be worse. They could have left us to die, or killed us outright.

[Pleasant.]

[sweetwater]

Is starvation good etiquette?

[jettisons]

No, but etiquette isn't at the top of the list where I'm from. You tell me.

[sweetwater]

It's more of a torture and less of a welcoming guests actvity.