Ray, ever the oblivious to innuendo that wasn't coming from him, looked back over at her as they walked. "We're looking for six to eight branches that we can cut down, thick enough to be sturdy. They'll be the base of the thing," he explained.
"Ah," he said finding a tree that looked promising. "Here, hold this for me?" he asked, handing her his hatchet and moving to the tree to climb it.