That looks good on you, Calamity Jane. And good, I'll be right back in a second.

[ He's not even mad at the nickname, and grinds at her one last time before he goes to talk to the people in charge of organizing the supplies. They don't have a lot of water, but the town no longer being open means that they have more wild creatures to hunt than snakes, so that's something positive. Peter comes back, still walking slower than his usual gait, carrying a tray with two bowls of stew, utensils, a large glass of water for her and a smaller one for himself. ]

Have you ever wondered what alien coyotes taste like? Now is your lucky day, Ziggy.