7pm, North corner of the tent, Kieran, Jack and OPEN
A broad smile appeared on Kieran’s face as he listened to Jack talk about his day. He’d grown solid in his skill and it seemed he continued to make good enough money to keep himself and sometimes Kieran afloat. Some days Kieran wished he had a skill like that so that he could take care of Jack. “Aye? I’m sure they were brilliant.”