The girl shook her head, a small smile at his little joke... she didn't want to stay on this topic for long... it was kind of just sad. She wanted to go back to joking, but it was hard after what she'd just been told. "I can't imagine me being here has made anything better," if anything, she'd probably just made things worse for him... and she really did feel bad about it.

"Well, it is company other than dog slobber." Tyler wrinkled his nose at Raptor, who sat panting in a corner. "Believe me, he drools." Tyler chuckled, turning the meat one more time before deciding it was well cooked. He handed it to her, taking only a little for himself. "Eat up. Of course, if you want to." Tyler smiled slightly, knowing how she hated being bossed around... even if he was trying to help.

The girl hummed lightly, looking back at the god, then to Millie who was sat next to him with her ears perked forwards. "Thank god she doesn't," she mused softly. She then took the meat from him and tried a small smile of thanks before tucking in. She was still very thin... she'd never been very good at eating much the way it was, and to be honest, eating a lot was... difficult. She ate what she could before calling the dog over and chucking the rest over to her.

Raptor whined, looking at Tyler. Tyler snorted, throwing the rest of his meat to his dog. "Eat up, Raptor." He chuckled, laying back against the tree. He hadn't had a decent meal in days, because he kept giving it to the dog or Regan, and even under all his muscle his ribs were starting to show. Tyler out his hat over husband head, trying to get to sleep while he still could

The girl frowned a little bit when he started to go to sleep, and grabbed his hat from his face once more, in an attempt to get him up... they'd only been awake for a few hours, and she didn't want to be the only one up for the time being. "Stay with me," she complained to the boy, a bit of a pout across her face, clutching onto his hat and holding it behind her back.

"You're doing this again?" He asked, groaning. "I thought for a moment you were sympathetic. Oh, wait, you didn't make any jokes about my father... maybe you are." Tyler rolled his eyes and sat up, holding his hand out for his hat back.

The girl hummed with a bit of a nod to him. "You must be ill or something... you sleep all the time," she complained with a bit of a sigh. "I managed to get myself stabbed and still feel like I could run a marathon," she told him with a bit of a sigh. "And I'm being lovely!" She then told him with a small smile. Really, she was like a spaniel puppy... she just wanted attention most of the time, which was when she tended to become a nuisance.

Tyler sighed. "Give me back my hat." He looked at her. "And maybe I'll stay up for a little but longer. Plus, the only reason I sleep so much is so I don't have to eat as much! I'm giving all my food to you, or Raptor. And you give it to Millie, so in the end I'm nit getting enough to sustain my muscles. Which, in turn, causes me to sleep more often so they still work correctly!" Tyler explained, a very small chuckle raising up inside of him. E sat up so his back was against the tree to show he wasn't going to fall asleep yet

The girl cocked her head at him and furrowed her brows. "You should have said! I would have given you the rest," she murmured quietly. She could have given him the food... she wouldn't have awfully cared much. "I'll give you more next time," she told him with a bit of a sigh. She held the hat up a little bit when he said to give the hat back. "What, this hat?" She asked with a playful grin. "I mean you could come and get it," she mused lightly.

"Remember last time I 'came and got it'?" Tyler asked with a grin. "There was a dagger flying by your head. Not the safest way of doing it." He snorted, looking as if he was going to cross his arms and relax. Instead he popped up as quick as a jackal, snatching the hat away before Regan could say anything. "Don't touch my hat." He rolled his eyes, clamping it back on his head so it covered his mussed hair