Logan could only muse at her when she muttered, able to hear her clearly despite the noise all around them. He ate in silence, and when the meal was over he took the liberty of gathering their trash up and stacking it aside.
"Was good. Had better, but it ain't worth complainin' about. You?" He was more fond of making food for himself, especially on the grill. One of his favorite things to hunt and grill was deer. It was a very tender meat and Logan enjoyed it greatly.
"What do ya wanna do now that you're full?" He felt that was fair. She was probably ready to go home.