[What indeed? And in fact he hefts the log up pretty easily when he's asked--or when it's implied, anyway--because that really is what he's good for out here, and if he can use it to get front-row tickets to a nice fire that will dry things out a little and cook food and keep animals away, he's damn well ready to use it. It could be worse.]
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A what zone?
[ . . . Yeah, this is all he's good for.]
Whatever, let's move! I wanna see this!