"Oh do you? There is a range out in a clearing then. I don't know if I could bring myself to hunt anything." She knew where the meat came from, knew how it was acquired, and if she had to, absolutely had to, she would hunt it, but not unless she had to.
Marian shifted so that she was facing him more than facing forward, and drew her legs up, so that her feet were tucked up against her backside, and her knee oh so delicately touched his leg. She took a sip from her glass and nodded in agreement. "The Station is much bigger in size but you're right this is much more open, and easy to miss when it feels much more real. If it weren't for the modern structures I could mistake it for home."