"Hmmmm..." Jack said, absorbing the information. He didn't really know what he had to offer, but it sure as shit wasn't anything combat related. He looked around. "Well, I spent some time in the Boy Scouts, however breif a time that was. And they taught me one thing that really stuck, the rule of three. You can survive three weeks without food, three days without water, but only three hours without shelter. It's an exageration obviously, but that is basically the order of things. So before we get some grand idea, like building a house, we need a location that can keep us safe from the weather. I suggest we find a cave or something, then we can start building a permanant shelter. Either that or we start walking and hope we find a town with an inn, that is, if this world is THAT civilized yet." Leela was in shock, she didn't know Jack knew some basic survival skills, she thought he was some punk teen with a deathwish.