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Regan couldn't help her smile when he showed up, and gave a happy sounding hum of sorts. "No, not really. Just sit and talk to me, I'm bored," she huffed before starting away at her pot. She was a bit sleepy still, but this had to be done. "So sit and look pretty while I talk at you," she joked lightly.
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Tyler sat down, but at her words he raised a brow. "So I'm supposed to talk to you... and I'm supposed to sit while you talk to me? I'm confused." Tyler wrinkled his nose, not knowing how he could talk and listen at the same time. He would much rather listen... so he just satyed quiet, deciding not to comment on the 'pretty' thing. He was sure Regan already knew how displeased he was with that.
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The girl rolled her eyes. "I'm just gonna talk at you and ignore what you just said because I'm sure you knew what I meant," she huffed, shaking her head before grabbing a ladle to stir whatever concoction she'd created. "I went around the cabins earlier, you know. They're still not in there... or maybe they came back and left? It's a bit weird, though," she complained.
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Tyler resisted a grin and just sat there silently. He would listen to Regan complain for hours if he had to... as long as he didn't have to think up anything to say back. Tyler sniffedd the air once, tipping his head slightly. Whatever Regan made smelled good... in a weird way. He sat back, leaning up against the table, his gaze flitting around the campsite.
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Regan went on about pretty much everything that was bugging her while she'd finished up whatever she was making... and she was a bit proud of it, because it did look good. She turned to fill a small bowl for Tyler and gave him a grin before handing it to him and patting his head. "Here you go," she chirped happily before clearing up and making something for herself.
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Tyler finally zoned back in as Regan handed him the bowl and patted his head. "I swear I'm turning into a dog, or Regan is just plain weird." Tyler mumbled, though he smiled and said "Thanks" He walked over to the lack table and sat down. "There's always that small possibility she is just trying to make me uncomfortable..." Tyler mused, running a hand through his hair before starting to eat whatever Regan made.
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Regan chuckled to his little comment and soon got comfortable. "Perhaps it's a bit of both," she mused, rolling her eyes a fair bit. She grabbed another bowl and called little Millie over, filling the bowl with some of the meat from the rabbit and filling it for her, then did the same for Raptor so they could both eat. She plopped down next to him with a soft sigh before scooping up some food.
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"This is good" Tyler commented, glancing sideways and nodding as thaks for Regan feeding Raptor. "You need to cook this more. I'll supply the rabbits." Tyler offered with a grin, eating a little more. He glanced around camp to watch people slowly come back and eat. It was weird how they came back exactly at *feeding* time, then most of them disappeared again.
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Regan smiled at him with a happy hum. "Glad you liked it," she chuckled lightly. "Yeah, I'd like that. It is kinda good," she told him with a light smile, her eyes light. She was just happy to have him here... she was certainly glad he liked her food, too. She noticed people coming back... they always came back and then waddled off again.
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"KIND of good?" Tyler exaggerated the word, staring at Regan. He decided to be dramatic. "This isn't KIND OF good, this is amazing!" Tyler chuckled, his eyes sparkling. Eh, he was fulfilling Regan's wish. Smiling more, right? Tyler ate a little more, glancing up as more people filtered in
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