Christine nods along, smiling at the jerky joke. Cold, wet, and miserable is not the way she would want to spend a night outside. She did it plenty after the Circles fell and she's not keen to return to it. Back then she busied herself with tending to injuries among the mages and not trying to cook, which is why she's trying to educate herself now.

"I see. I supposed you could not string it up in the desert. You would need a place with trees. Or at least bring a tent in order to use the poles." She takes note of the grate he's set up, looking fascinated.

"Will you be cooking directly on that, or in a pan on top of that?"