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He hoped she was right. He always thought himself to enjoy solidarity, but it just wasn’t true. Not like he originally thought. Not when the options for companionship were worth having as companions. 

He had just been walking alongside her, maybe deep in thought..maybe focused on staying upright. Certainly not thinking about their reason for coming here until her glance reminded him. 

Right, food. He’d stashed it out near his den, under a thin layer of dirt to mask the smell. It was too overbearing otherwise. 

”Ill go grab ‘em,” he stated, offering her a moment to get comfortable..whatever that looked like in the stone-walled common area. 

He returned with two adult bass, decently fresh thanks to the ice that had rendered them mostly solid. 

He set them both down, then picked up the larger of the two and set it in front of her. 

“Caught ‘em this mornin’,” he said, offering a swish of his tail. It felt nice to be proud of something again.