"I appreciate your concern Rogue. You're a good friend I'm lucky to have." James despite his sadness smiled when Rogue stated why she'd come to see him. She was one of few people who could see him for him; most everyone saw Warpath, the massive hunter and resident big man of X-Force. At over seven feet tall James Proudstar was generally daunting to see, much more so in his current survivalist apparel, but much like Hank he was not the savage beast he looked to be.
Dumping his coffee he gratefully accepted Rogue's thoughtful provisions. "Thank you, this will most definitely help." Sealing up the venison he was about to stew he drank a cup of tea. It was really good, nice and hot and lighter than the pitch black coffee he had been drinking.
"In a couple days I'll have a weeks worth of jerky, you're more than welcome to have some if you want once it's dried. I heard some kids from the school talking about there being a wild man in the woods. Wonder what'd give em' that idea?" Sitting like the Thinker he mock pondered for a moment.