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Who| Cuthbert and Open
What| Making poor decisions as he so often does
Where| Out and about in the arena
When| Now
Warnings/Notes| None now

Cuthbert and Karkat have been keeping each other safe and watching each other's backs. They're running lower on supplies now and Cuthbert has gotten more bold and venturing further and further away. He's carrying a knife and a somewhat unnerving smile and he's leaping out at anything he thinks he can scare or kill out of any good supplies.

To be fair, he's jumped out several times at things that weren't alive.

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It takes a moment for Nepeta to calm down sufficiently that she isn't essentially in flight or fight mode, but she doesn't attack. She can't even so much as think of attacking Cuthbert, and so after a moment she puts her hands down. Once she does, it's all the more obvious that she doesn't even have so much as a weapon to her name (although she at least managed to escape the cornucopia with nothing more than the injury she had brought into the Arena).

"I know," she answers. "But you can nefur know who's attacking you befur they do."

"They would be terrible attackers if they announced themselves, aye."

He looks concerned, she doesn't have anything with her and she's been out here a while. Still, she's still alive and that's an accomplishment.

"Have you been on your own all this time? Forgive me for losing track while we were fighting for supplies, I would have kept a better eye on you had I known you weren't with anyone else."

She's been too lucky by half, perhaps, but she is alive. Not necessarily happily so, but running into Cuthbert is at least a step up. He's someone she knows, and allies are incredibly useful thing to have, if the last arena was any sort of indication.

"I have been," she answers with a nod. "It hasn't been very though. There's a pawful lot of things to have to fight out here any you can't even eat them."

She'd tried, once, and that was an experiment she isn't going to try again.

"I have enough to share, at least with thee." He hands her some of the dried eggs he scored from the cornucopia, they're easy enough to give out. He isn't surprised to hear about her fighting, but he doesn't quite understand what she means about not being able to eat them.

"Generally one bleeds and cooks a meal before they eat it, but the creatures around here seem to be predators themselves and their meat is rarely good for eating unless you're starved. Stick with the rations where you can."

Generally, yes, but even if they are predators it's still something and besides, it's not she and her lusus have been terribly picky about what they managed to eat. Still, she looks almost affronted at his comments, as if she's taking them as a suggestion that she doesn't know how to hunt properly.

"I know how to survive in places like this. My lusus taught me."

That said, she does take the dried eggs when they're offered. They aren't as much as she might have hoped for, but it's better than nothing, and she'd have to be a fool indeed to turn the offer down.

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