"That's fine. Just gather some small twigs and dry pieces of wood." Milo instructed, hopping up and starting to look for stuff himself. It was fairly easy- an experienced camper, Milo gathered twigs full of pine needles and spare pieces of wood from the forest floor. Breaking the bigger pieces wasn't a problem for him and soon a pile of kindling and wood was by the fire pit and Milo set to work on lighting it. He told Aries how to construct it, if only to hear his own voice in the silence and took a lighter to the mass of pine needles and twigs, the pit starting to blaze to life. Milo tossed Aries a sturdy but thin stick with a marshmallow attached, smiling just a bit.<br/><br/>He held one of marshmallows in his hand, squishing it in between his fingers curiously. He took a cautious bite of it, grimacing and deciding that no, marshmallows still didn't taste good to him. He threw it in the fire, watching the surface bubble and burn.