Greatwater Lake marathon

Greyjoy had been biting a particularly nasty bit of dirt from under his elbow when Aktaiê arrived, revulsion written plain on her body and in her words. Greyjoy looked at her carefully, knowing she would have this reaction, though also knowing what resources the rabbit would provide her. "Aye," he replied. "Though fish is preferable, I know rabbit will provide denser nutrition so your body can replenish itself."

If she truly did not want to eat the warm meat, he would fish for her, and stood to do her bidding. The rabbit would wait until he was ready to eat. "Forgive my presumption. I will fish for you now, if you desire." He did not need to assure her that the rabbit would not go to waste, for he would eat it and share the meat with Atlas, too, if came to that.