"Hey, mind if I sit?" asked the blond woman with the pistol and the knife that practically qualified as a short sword slung over her shoulder and down along her collarbone.

Deunan didn't wait for an answer and plopped down across from Giles, starting to eat immediately, with no signs of disgust. It wasn't good, but it wasn't bad, either. When you were in the field, you ate what you could get.

The stoic attitude would probably last another day, day and a half.