[ Stephen's worked pretty hard on this fire. He's gathered enough dryish wood - there was a fallen tree not far away - that he can make it last for several hours. Kindling of dried leaves, bracken. Okay, he had the lighter to produce an actual flame, but still - he could have done it with flint if he'd tried.
He currently has five smallish fish wrapped up in the coals, baking. They smell delicious. ]
Be my guest.
[ He says this somewhat distractedly, as he has never seen Riddick's eyes do that particular sort of glow. ]
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He currently has five smallish fish wrapped up in the coals, baking. They smell delicious. ]
Be my guest.
[ He says this somewhat distractedly, as he has never seen Riddick's eyes do that particular sort of glow. ]
Build it up, if you need. I'm using the coals.