"If someone's got a fire going, we can borrow it."
And if they're lucky, he can tap into his magic long enough to siphon off a bit of the flame and with it start their own fire. Much faster than the old fashioned way.
"Let's see if we can find some more."
One ear of corn to share makes for a pretty sad meal. Not that any amount of withered corn makes for a filling dinner, but...they can at least try. They do manage to recover a few more decent cobs from all the rotting stalks, and with their findings wrapped up in Wilhelm's cloak, they make their way back to the main camp the Summoned have cobbled together.
"Hey, you know Wanda, right?" he throws out as they walk. Half because conversation kills the eerie quiet that surrounds them, half because he doesn't want to be the sole keeper of the awkward realization that they've already met.
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And if they're lucky, he can tap into his magic long enough to siphon off a bit of the flame and with it start their own fire. Much faster than the old fashioned way.
"Let's see if we can find some more."
One ear of corn to share makes for a pretty sad meal. Not that any amount of withered corn makes for a filling dinner, but...they can at least try. They do manage to recover a few more decent cobs from all the rotting stalks, and with their findings wrapped up in Wilhelm's cloak, they make their way back to the main camp the Summoned have cobbled together.
"Hey, you know Wanda, right?" he throws out as they walk. Half because conversation kills the eerie quiet that surrounds them, half because he doesn't want to be the sole keeper of the awkward realization that they've already met.