Snow watched him while he prepped their dinner and placed it all in the large pan to stew over the flame. When he rejoined her she gave a soft nod "I think that would be best." she agreed as she looked out around them. There was no sign of anyone or anything near but Snow had learned to always be cautious. She sat and watched as bubbles formed in the pot, steam rising high above and the inviting smell surrounding their site. She inhaled deeply "It smells delicious." she looked over to Baraxan "Where did you learn to cook anyway?" she decided to ask. She loved learning more about her travelling partner each day.<br/><br/>Snow sat with her bow in hand, testing out the durability of the stringing as well as going over her arrows to be sure they were nice and sharp. She packed them away neatly and moved on to a few of her things, just mindlessly going through them while she sat there.