User blog comment:Dragon´s Blade/World Coexistence Alliance/@comment-24934423-20140929015456/@comment-24934423-20140929181938

Dylan pulls out his rations. A lot of it was dried jerky. "Will this do?," he asked Shūzen.

It was obvious that the boy only had enough food for a couple more days of traveling by himself, enough to get him to the next town, but not enough to share.

(They'll probably have to resort to 'that' if they're going to make it to the next town.)

( =w=)/