A few water droplets gathered at her lips as she pulled back the hide-skin flask and tucked it back against the wall, though they were quickly licked away by the caressing tip of her tongue. The soft footsteps angled in her direction didn't catch her attention until her brother's friendly voice called out a quiet response to someone as they approached. At the sight of Alexander, the red-head's face brightenened into a welcoming smile. Her posture straightenened some as she regarded him openly and gingerly grasped the proffered plate from his hand.<br/><br/>"A hot meal, just for me? You are too kind." The boisterous energy she clearly had before the hunt had to be returning, the gleam in her eye in startling contrast to the dark and sullen pelts providing a background behind her. "Thank you so much," she murmured, already beginning to tenderly mush the rice into small little rice-balls to pick up and eat. In between bites and still with a big grin on her face, she kept her gaze steady on Alexander, offering a short shake of her head at the question. "S'nothing I can think'of," she replied. "I know Ma just likes me to bring in food regularly. The only thing is, I don't like killing all the animals on our island. Maybe... Maybe one of you guys could teach me how to spear-fish...?" Some of the fish around the island were huge, not to mention the ocean had a much larger supply of meat than their homeland. Finishing up most of the rice and straightening, she glanced between her brother and the man before her.<br/><br/>"I don't see why I shouldn't join you guys. I'll need to do some more chores in a little while, but a good rest is well deserved after a good hunt. Or so dad always said." Hazel seemed almost flustered, fingers picking at one another in front of her lap. Most of the time she kept to herself and wasn't usually picked to join in on the gatherings, though by no fault or ill-will of others, just her own unfortunate isolation habits. It was a welcome surprise to be so openly invited into a gathering. Glancing towards her brother, she was surprised to see how far along he'd gotten in skinning the deer. "Damn. You're getting good with those knives, Clay. Do you think I could get a couple filets of that backstrap before you start storing it all?" Handed the few steaks, she carefully held the plate of raw meat and headed towards the gathering, eyes on Alexander. "For bringing me that fresh meal,<i> you</i>definitely get a steak. But everyone else should at least get to try a piece too." And so she found a place near the edge of the fire pit and managed to get the steaks cooking with a little bit of salts and fresh herbs for seasoning.