[It's still better than Leon would do. He watches for a bit; he's not expecting it to bother him, because he's always had a strong stomach for gore in the movies, in bio class (as much as he ever paid attention to that, which isn't much), and that sort of thing. So at first it doesn't bother him . . . but then she asks him that, and he remembers he's about to put it in his mouth, and suddenly watching the carcass go from animal to food is way unappetizing. He averts his gaze, wordlessly.]

I don't really know either . . . the only fire I ever made was with a lighter! So, yeah, I'll take it! Not like it'll be the first time, ha ha!

[Ha. Man, he's hungry. He will definitely take it when he's this hungry.]

Hey, thanks, by the way. You totally saved my ass! Or my stomach anyway . . . I owe you one!

[Getting hit by a fish was probably not enough price to pay for a free lunch.]