[ He may be rude, rough, shameless and crass at times, but he also is (possibly paradoxically) respectful. Granted, part of it is because he's fairly sure she could kick his ass if she wanted to, but even if she couldn't, he wouldn't stare anyway. They are here for the same reason, and that's not to ogle at an acquaintance's naked parts. ]

Well, you don't have to. For what it's worth.

[ Lifting his hands up and floating backwards a little, until his back presses against one of the rocks by the edge of the stream. ]

I'm not sure that 'live' is the proper word for it. It's a temporary arrangement. I was thinking about building a cabin somewhere out here, but... still scouting for a nice location.

[ Nice and hopefully less crawling with wild animals. Owen's not picky on that front, though. ]

Not used to city life. [ But yeah, also that. The Quarantine is also too small for so many people. No breathing room. ] I can build us a fire in a bit. What did you get?