[... He wasn't wrong in his estimation, at least. Hayame had to eat a lot to fuel a body that was a half ton in weight of raw power and muscle. As more sense returns to her, she gradually noticed just how much food has been prepared, her single eye flitting slow over acorn caps and nut shells filled with dishes... and one with water.
Ah. She'd finished collapsing before she could drink.
Not wanting to betray any potential weaknesses, Hayame is careful and measured when she reaches out for the "cup", pulling it close and beginning to sip from it slowly. Her throat was so dry that it was a relief, but she paces herself, knowing better than to overwater too quickly. The gratitude she must give is lingering in her throat, but...]
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Ah. She'd finished collapsing before she could drink.
Not wanting to betray any potential weaknesses, Hayame is careful and measured when she reaches out for the "cup", pulling it close and beginning to sip from it slowly. Her throat was so dry that it was a relief, but she paces herself, knowing better than to overwater too quickly. The gratitude she must give is lingering in her throat, but...]
... Looks well-done for camp fare...