[ Back home, this would have been done around a campfire, or wherever they'd found themselves. A circle of some sort, his brothers and sisters gathered around. They always ate together whenever they had the chance. It helped, he thinks, when things were bad. To know the others were there, that they were still together in the ways that mattered.
He gets two bowls together. Cuts the lemon into wedges and sets it aside, and then pushes Gold's at him.
He doesn't say a prayer. Not in front of Gold. That's not for him. And then he digs in without a word, because Carver's a lot of things but he's practical to the core. When there's food in front of him, he eats. ]
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He gets two bowls together. Cuts the lemon into wedges and sets it aside, and then pushes Gold's at him.
He doesn't say a prayer. Not in front of Gold. That's not for him. And then he digs in without a word, because Carver's a lot of things but he's practical to the core. When there's food in front of him, he eats. ]