Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} brain_ninja) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} vas_captio_rpg, |
Nodding, Andy took the cloth from her. "Works for me," he replied. He turned the cloth over in his hands and wondered if there was a way to hide extra fruit to take back to the church for he and Luna for later. Probably he'd just have to shove things into his jacket pockets. It was mostly dry when he left, but heavy with rain now. It'd be worse when he hoarded away the fruit, but for Luna's sake, it'd be worth it. What didn't kill him would only make him stronger, anyway, he reminded himself.
He looked back at Sarah when she spoke again. "Ha, yeah I have no idea, but that Shannon chick seems to know her survival shit, so maybe she'll do the honors?" he joked half-heartedly. How hard could it be? He and Luna had a pretty decent fire going, maybe he'd nab some sticks on the way back out so they could skewer the meat.
Raising his eyebrows doubtfully, Andy shook his head. "Nobody's gonna buy it that you're not hungry, Sarah," he replied. "We've been here two days and there's fuckin' nothing to eat. You have to eat something if you wanna keep up the pretense, even if just a piece of fruit, you know?" he added. Somehow, even though he'd just met her, he already felt overprotective about her secret. He knew what it was like to try to hide a part of himself from the rest of the world at large; he'd do his best to help her pull off the same feat in the presence of their fellow captives.
When they reached the tree line, Andy heaved a sigh. He really did not want to go back in there, especially as impaired as he was. Food. For Luna. And himself. He had to keep telling himself why he was here before he wimped out and left Sarah to her own devices. That'd really be an asshole thing to do, now. "Ready?"