"It makes the most sense, really." She offers a smile of thanks as she straightens up, taking the cup. Both hands cradle it for the warmth because she'll have to head back out into the cold eventually, it's best to enjoy it while she can.

"Am I cooking the meat? Or can dogs handle it raw?" Lucy wouldn't have a problem with the extra cooking she'll have to do. This is her first time handling a dog on her own, she'd like to get it right. "Corn meal for the chicks, that sounds simple enough."