"You'd be surprised. I'm a hell of a shot, but outside of just slamming my fist into someone's face, my close-quarters combat leaves something to be desired." Though, to be fair, his face slamming tends to be very effective.

He nods before inclining his head toward the small pile of food. "By all means. I'm planning on skewers for it all, so I need things in large enough chunks yet so they won't fall off."

His eyes cast around the fire for a moment, a faint smile on his face at the small gathering, before he goes back to his work. "I'm glad to see people taking advantage of a small bit of downtime."