Merrion watched Wil carefully as he set up the tent and blushed. Well, that seemed easy enough. "Thanks for showing me!" he said. "Next time I'll be able to do it for sure!"
He made a mental note to get one when he managed to save up the gil again. It looked handy, though Merrion wondered how everyone was going to fit in there. It looked big enough for only one, maybe two people, and there were five of them. "Maybe I can practice with some of the others'?" he asked, though he knew it was a vain hope. Drake had said to bring bed rolls, and so that was what they brought with them. Not covers. Oh no.
When Drake and Ari returned, the former decidedly much cleaner, Merrion smiled at them both and echoed the sentiments of hunger. If he was going to die, he'd at least like to die with a full stomach.