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[ it had been five days full of nothing but silently following robert along, knowing their path yet allowing the younger boy to take the lead due to his mood. who could blame him, though? he was already well aware of robert and annabelle having a close-knit relationship, one that nobody (not even himself) could wiggle their way into. despite being quite inept to the full extent of the bond the two siblings had, he was perceptive enough to realize that their parting had been quite different than their usual. this is why he ceased the typical banter he always initiated, whether it be with good intent or not.

when robert had finally spoken and begun to say more than a discussion of their plans, he knew that his neighboring prince had begun to settle back into place. dare he say it was a comfort of sorts, despite being the one that needed to be extra strong and encouraging. and with that hurtle behind them, the elder of the two moved to his rightful position once more: on robert's left side, striding next to him as if they're simply taking a walk and nothing more. he subtly kept his pace slower than usual as to not pass the boy, using the map robert had previously pilfered from the archives as a silent excuse to keep their position leveled and even, as they had finally reached territory that both of them weren't completely familiar with.

keeps to their comfortable silent for a while longer. stops in his tracks when a thought hits him and pauses. face is rather straight as he says: ]

I'm hungry.

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[ his concentration broken, he looks up. stares blankly to take in riku's position for a moment, his comprehension slow. but eventually, he scowls & snarls: ]

Yes. Quite. Would you like to lend a hand?

[ would make some more of his typical jabs if not for the fact that he feels like his face is going to be best friends with that meat soon. just sighs and stands, stepping around the fire to take the item in question from robert without another word. ]

[ gladly releases the load off into riku's hands, stepping back to roll & massage at his shoulders some. glances down at the state of his hands afterward & exhales quietly. ]

During your search for firewood. Have you seen, or heard, a stream nearby?

[ wordlessly points in the direction he had previously came from without looking up, too busy concentrating on his (difficult, apparently) task. ]

[ ignores the ache in his stomach as he marches off in that direction, shaking off whatever blood he still can. flexes his fingers & frowns at the rapidly drying blood. glances around with more purpose after that, listening for the trickle of water -- finds it after another solid minute of searching, whereupon he scrubs roughly at his hands to free themselves of the animal gore & blood.

once finished, he's trekking back to their makeshift campsite, making a beeline for the fire, meat & riku. peers at it. ]

Well?

[ when he hears that "well" he doesn't say anything for a while. lifts it up away from the fire when he feels ready enough to, examining the meat with a weary eye. another pause, and then: ]

... I cannot say for sure.

[ gives the meat another long look, then settles himself down on the grass. reaching for his pack, he draws out some crackers, munching on them woefully while waiting for this disaster to complete itself. ]

[ and he just goes back to his work, shifting the meat a little when he notices that one side was beginning to look a little more black than he had planned. it is only when the edges are either some shade of dark brown or charcoal that he pulls it away, yet again making a face at it. turns to robert, pointing at a side that looks a little less burnt than the rest. ]

Perhaps this side is safe to eat.

[ though he sounds highly unsure of himself despite the straight face. ]

[ tilts his head toward the area riku had pointed out, still in the middle of a cracker. quickly noms down the rest of it & rolls his eyes up to the other's face with a considering expression. ]

. . . After you, prince.

If it is safe to eat, then that would leave you without any. But if you insist...

[ removes the dagger secured to his side before taking a seat to begin slicing it off. ]

[ watching intensely. ]

[ is about to munch on it before he glances upward, noticing that look on robert's face. ]

...

[ sighs a little. cuts it in half, handing a piece over. ]

[ is taken off guard by the action, jerking back a little. & so he's slow in accepting the offering. does not meet riku's eyes, looking at a point far beyond the other prince's head. ]

[ pretends to not notice either way, popping his (smaller) portion into his mouth with ease. a nom or two later: ]

I am very appreciative that my calling did not include the need to feed myself.

[ munches on the meat & slides his pack over to riku in silent offering of the only other foods they have on hand. ]

I share that appreciation.

[ looks down at the pack, though ends up just smiling a little and shaking his head. gestures at the remaining blackened meat instead. ]

May we never have to suffer through this travesty ever again.

[ glances at the rest of their failed meal & snorts. ]

We are men, are we not? We'd be wiser next time. [ undertone: we'd better be. reaches into the bag to tug out a piece of jerky to munch on that once he's finished with his portion. ]

Or, better yet, we'd best make haste into lands where we can enter towns without suspicion.

[ hums a little at that, taking out their map again to begin reviewing it. ]

I do not think it to be wise at this point. [ settles down into his spot nicely when his mind starts to calculate things, quill and ink in hand after some brief rummaging to update their journey thus far. ] We are still in relatively close proximity to your kingdom. It will take weeks to reach safe grounds.

[ breathes out, quelling as much annoyance as he can as he leans back as he remains seated in his own spot. ]

Weeks. [ closes eyes briefly. ] May I be reminded as to why we denied ourselves horses?

We would attract too much attention to ourselves. [ scribbles something on the map. after a while he looks up at robert, cracking a small grin. ] Perhaps your complaints are merely due to feeling weak? Must I carry you the rest of the way?

[ tilts his head a little when he sees that scribbling. leans forward this time to get a better glimpse even as he mutters out his reply. ]

My complaints are due to hunger, you fool. And you may carry me, provided that you are aware that you do so at the risk of losing your hands.

[ pulls the map away from robert's line of sight subtly. ]

Is that so.

[ pauses with a slight frown, then adjusts his head a tad so that he can try to peer at the map again. ]

I dislike repeating myself.

[ moves it not-so subtly this time. ]

Poor Robert, such a difficult life you lead.

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