Abby/Bucky/Steve
"Oh good, so young enough to train not to eat our clothes," Bucky grinned. "I mean, I just got some more underwear from the gods I'd like not to lose it yet!" He laughed, something he'd not have cause to do all that often. Today was such a good day, it deserved laughter and smiles.
"Okay, that sounds reasonable. We can do that. We'll have to think about the fence, we don't really have wire so we'd have to do it with wood which is doable but more work. I'll talk to Finnick, see what he thinks." He looked at it. "Maybe Steve has an idea for a design of the slats that isn't so labor intensive but can keep a goat in? Or we might need to pray to the gods. One of those options."