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[deepwallow]

Bishop shrugs. "I don't ask what people do behind them, and they don't tell me." He says with a chuckle

[CrimsonMoon]

" Then i think i guss sorrectly

[deepwallow]

Bishop laughs "probably. As I said, I don't ask. For a reason." He adds with a chuckle, finished skinning the deer. He then starts cutting off meat to cook.

[CrimsonMoon]

Having already gutted the fish, she attaches one to a stick, pushing it into the ground just over te fre for it to cook before hugging her knees," Southerners are so odd.."

[deepwallow]

"Hey, I am from the North. But I guess too much time in the south changed me a bit." Bishop comments with a sigh, sticking the meat on one long stick and making others sticks to hold it up directly over the fire before put the long stick on and turning it steadily, cooking the meat.

[CrimsonMoon]

She lies down int he snow and sniffs," Youre more southern then northern

[deepwallow]

"Oh, how you wound me." He teases, but couldn't help but accept the fact. He was very different from when he first left the North. Much as he hated it, the South was creeping up on him.

[CrimsonMoon]

" ... So how southern are you?" She asks," How far from the Wall?"

[deepwallow]

"Hmm..... I guess with current living arrangement, I'm the heart of the south, or close enough." He decides, shrugging as he keeps turning the meat

[CrimsonMoon]

" Then why are you here?" She asks

[deepwallow]

"To check on the wall, my friends, and just to see the North." He answers simply, shrugging.

[CrimsonMoon]

"... You killed your friend though,"

[deepwallow]

Bishop grows silent, his face darkening. "I suppose I did." He says simply.

[CrimsonMoon]

She gazes at him for a moment before shaking her head and pushig her hair from her face," Its ok.... I dont care..."

[deepwallow]

Bishop only shrugs, staying silent with an expression of ice: impassive and cold. He wasn't angry at her, but just seemed distant at that moment

[CrimsonMoon]

She gazes at him a moment longer before sitting up and walking to his side, settling next to him. Her arm wrapping over his shoulders," You're just a log way from home... Even if you think you're not."

[deepwallow]

Bishop chuckles drily. "I guess so, huh." He mused, still turning the meat.

[CrimsonMoon]

She hugs him lightly," ... Well, atleast you have a temporary home

[deepwallow]

Bishop gives a half smile and looks at her. "Yeah, I suppose." He says with a small chuckle. "Though the person I share a hut with is /so/ demanding." He teased

[CrimsonMoon]

" Oh yes, because i ask so Much of you," she growls but smirks