Jo leaned down and grabbed a piece of the charcoal from the ground, and started jotting notes. It wasn't like any of them had a system yet, or anything that said what equality would be, or treating. If there would be some median middle ground for everyone, or if it would be up to each of the sets every time someone wanted something. Whether it would continuous or one-time things.

Sitting here watching it fill in more than she'd hoped had brought on a number of even more questions.

"Okay," she said it as she wrote. "Rabbit. Venison. Berries. Field Medic." There's a small hesitation at the end, turning her head to look up at him, not yet dropping her hand entirely from hovering where she'd stopped with his list. "What kind? Emergency medic or like doctor, if someone needed a doctor for whatever their problems might be, too?"