"Us dry and warm? You mean me and your sister, aren't you going to find a bush or something to sleep in?" But his bark has lost most of its bite. He looks over the camp and then nods, following Steve down to fish. This at least he's done a fair bit of, even with Steve. Though that had been out on the ocean, and the less they talked about that time the better.

"It's kind of pretty out here." He throws the fishing line out into the water, giving it a few seconds to sink before he slowly starts to reel it in.