[Lavellan nods absently. The truth is they don't have enough supplies for either goal: the hub or the ship. If they're going to survive, they need new resources.]
Has there been any luck with foraging? Finding anything edible?
[Nothing here looks edible to him, but he'd accepted long ago that his own experience with flora doesn't mean much anymore. This place--Thisavrou in general--follows a kind of logic that he doesn't understand.
But the people who have been here longer--they seem to. If nothing else, he knows how to delegate. Well, defer, now that he doesn't have authority over anyone.]
There are creatures here. They must be living on something. Can't we use the same thing in the long term?
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Has there been any luck with foraging? Finding anything edible?
[Nothing here looks edible to him, but he'd accepted long ago that his own experience with flora doesn't mean much anymore. This place--Thisavrou in general--follows a kind of logic that he doesn't understand.
But the people who have been here longer--they seem to. If nothing else, he knows how to delegate. Well, defer, now that he doesn't have authority over anyone.]
There are creatures here. They must be living on something. Can't we use the same thing in the long term?