"You have no idea where that's been." The person who spoke is clearly unimpressed with the raggedly man, his nose scrunched in disgust. There are a handful of rags in his hands-- looking tattered and somewhat stained, but the cloth is thick at the very least. But his sources are limited here, and clearly, this person is far more enthusiastic about their surroundings than Cadeyrn is himself.
"Have you found anything useful?" he asks carefully, not yet sure if he wants to bother with the strange scavenger. His own hunts have been rather frugal, seeing as... Cadeyrn has no way to wash his clothes yet. Or his hands. Or much of anything at all. "Pots, knives, any cutlery to cook with?"
He doesn't hold much faith, but at the very least, if anyone finds some of these, Cadeyrn can start... setting something up at least. He's not the least interested in the half-eaten, half-rotten food found around these parts. Give him anything-- anything at all that hasn't been contaminated by any number of diseases that seem prone to linger in this so-called 'school'.
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Date: 26 Oct 2022 02:36 (UTC)"Have you found anything useful?" he asks carefully, not yet sure if he wants to bother with the strange scavenger. His own hunts have been rather frugal, seeing as... Cadeyrn has no way to wash his clothes yet. Or his hands. Or much of anything at all. "Pots, knives, any cutlery to cook with?"
He doesn't hold much faith, but at the very least, if anyone finds some of these, Cadeyrn can start... setting something up at least. He's not the least interested in the half-eaten, half-rotten food found around these parts. Give him anything-- anything at all that hasn't been contaminated by any number of diseases that seem prone to linger in this so-called 'school'.