At the guard's response, Valla smiled at Tommy. "Good idea," she whispered to him.<br/><br/>Living on a farm, she had eaten so well every day of her life that she had taken it for granted. Her father had been a good farmer, and her mother an excellent cook, a potent culinary combination. Living on a secluded island with nothing but poorly cooked fish to eat accompanied by the occasional unknown fruit and berry made Valla's mouth water at the prospect of meat.<br/><br/>She looked around the camp, though she made certain to stick close to Tommy, aware that she was an outsider here. Still, she admired their discipline and order. "Maybe we should have chosen to live here. These people have their act together," she said to Tommy.