Redhawk Caldera — a sensation!

Bridget let out a long-suffering sigh as he shoved the fish back at her. You know, it's not very bright to question a doctor's orders. She responded, smiling despite her slightly chiding tone. I'd have brought one for myself, but I already ate.

She wanted him to have as much of it as he needed and might have shared if that didn't mean, potentially, having to go back to fetch another. If his appetite wasn't on par she could finish what was left, but until then it was all his.

Don't mind me. I'll rest the legs a bit, but shove me if you need anything. She stretched, then scooted a tidge closer so that she was within easy reach. She'd go on another water run here soon, just to be sure he had a drink when he needed it, but before then she'd take advantage of the break this offered.