Methos shrugged, finishing the first of his two burgers, and starting in on the second one, keeping occupied with the food for several minutes, just enjoying the day, and relaxing for the first time in a while.
"I wonder if this place has any equivilent to holy ground," he mused out loud, popping the top off another beer, washing down the burger with a long swallow. "It's safe for Immortals, a place no one but an idiot will fight."
He remembered what happened the last time someone had done something that stupid. It had looked spectacular from a distance, and he suspected that even Immortals had a hard time surviving the eruption of Vesuvius, in the end.