Caine's head rose ever so slightly, relaxed posture and loose hips allowing for a smooth morning ride that left him lulled into a rather peaceful state. Icy eyes twisting towards Ace, he took in a deep breath and looked first ahead of them to where their other traveling companion had been. Dane had taken the lead early on and kept it. While he took a moment to idly trace over the somehow rigid and still well ridden posture of them man in front of them, he answered.<br/><br/>"I'd have to agree. They've last the morning well enough without bolting off without us, so I suppose that's a good start." He finally pulled his attention down and patted his ride on the neck. It gave a soft mummer of a huff in respond. Caine looked up to Ace again. "As for hunting, well, if you're up for the sport. I've got something to keep me for now but nothing a nice good meal couldn't easily replace. Might as well enjoy the luxury while we're here."<br/><br/>"Keep to small game," came Dane's answer, head barely turning to call back over his shoulder. "We won't get far going in smelling like an easy meal. We're living and warm. That's tempting enough without adding fresh blood to the mix."<br/><br/>Crossing his wrists over the front of his saddle, Caine leaned forward "Well, least we know who favors strategy in the group." He was speaking to both men.<br/><br/>"I favor staying alive." With some bit of effort, the man managed to allow himself to gently bring his horse to a pause, moving to the side of the path to wait for Caine and Ace to pass before joining on the other side of Caine. If there was planning to be done, he felt it was best not to leave the two of them to it. He was already out of favor with their common way of thinking.<br/><br/>Caine smirked. "I suppose that is nice and all but it doesn't sound very fun." He met Dane's dull gaze and the smile slowly faded. "I am joking, on that measure, of course. I would wager, despite your sour mood that all of us here have only made it this far in our chosen profession because we are either very careful, very skilled, or very lucky."<br/><br/>Even Dane had to agree with that, expression lightening somewhat as he nodded.<br/><br/>Attention turning back to Ace, Caine looked over him "And I never pegged you much of the hunter. Well, of game at least, but if you'd like to offer to keep us fed I won't fight. In fact, I don't think I'd ever turn down a free meal where I don't have to do any of the work," he smirked. From where he sat, Dane just rolled his eyes and looked away.<br/><br/>"I'll dress and cook," came his offer. He didn't like seeing work laid all on one person. Regardless of how much he did or did not like that said person. There was also the fact that it would allow him to clean up afterwards, ensuring that neither of the other two men left a scent for anything to follow. He'd know better than either of them.<br/><br/>Scoffing, the other man sighed. "Oh, make me look the tom cat, will you? Fine. Well I suppose I could offer to carry the supply afterwards from here on out. I'm a greedy bastard as it is. I'll make sure nothing gets left behind aftewards. There, happy?"<br/><br/>Dane grunted a response.