Assuming 'grumpy' was referring to him, Caedrin spun his neck around to look at Brinn, and barely had enough time to react to catch the object that was thrown his way. He rose his eyebrows in surprise, not having realized that she had gathered food. "Alright, alright. Just let me find a decent spot," he said in response to her suggestion, turning his eyes back to the trail and taking a rather large bite of the apple. The flavor and soothing juices that flowed into his mouth were welcomed with a sigh of contentment as he relished both the taste and refreshment, realizing that he hadn't even had water in quite a while; the thought hadn't crossed his mind while he was gathering things up for the trip.<br/><br/>He continued on down the trail for a time, enjoying the rest of his apple along the way and trying his best to tune out the girls in the back. This worked to greater effect than he anticipated; after a while, he came across a gentle stream near the road they were driving down, and decided it would be an opportune time for the meal Brinn mentioned. He pulled the cart over and turned to the girls, only to find an unconscious thief, and Brinn standing over an open wound on her arm. "We're he- ..Oh God, what did you do now?" he asked tentatively, bringing a palm up to his forehead as he did so.<br/><br/>((Sorry, I totally forgot to have Caedrin mention his name to Agaue in my last post. Editing that now.))