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going to take me awhile to work up much of an appetite again. When I do though,” she grinned, “be warned, I loved food at one time.”
    Sitting down next to her, he nodded and touched her cheek, "Well we'll just ensure you have small but regular meals until you get your appetite back," he said softly. "Trust me, between my friends and I, it's bloody rare for us to ever miss a meal. We're extremely devoted to filling our bellies on a very regular basis. We’re never caught anywhere without something to eat."
    “Hence why you had fruit and jerky even though you were close to your homes,” Snow said softly. “That’s actually a very good idea. You never know when you won’t be able to make it back to your place.”
    "We also have food and weapons throughout the forests," Dierk told her honestly. "We don't like being caught unawares in any situation, whether it be foe or weather. We have everything we could ever need in each of the caches, and they’re easy to get to but difficult for others to find. With everything being dried there aren’t any scents to attract animals and give them away."
    “Very smart,” Snow murmured with a nod. “I think you, Huntsmen, have been severely underrated. I do believe you gentlemen are far more intelligent than the Queen believes, and that is a total bonus for me. Her miscalculation is my salvation.”
    "Well we do tend to lend to our reputations," he shrugged, tearing off more bread to nibble. "We prefer folks to underestimate us and therefore think we're just drunken fools. It makes it much easier to beat them at their own game if they think we're three sheets to the wind. Course, if any of them ever get their hands on one of our skins our reputation will be in tatters," he smiled.
    “You mean the water skins? Oh goodness, you let people think they’re full of ale?” Snow grinned at that and shook her head. “You and your friends must be some amazing actors to pull off a drunken stupor when you’ve only been imbibing in water.”
    "Oh we do have wine in a skin in our packs as well so we can add to the appearance. A little sip ensures the scent is on our breath, but yes, we do have our moments when we can truly put on an act of drunken behavior for the masses. I even recall once Niklaus was so convincing he ended up being arrested for drunk and disorderly conduct. Course, he'd been hitting on a married high lady at the time, which I think is the real reason he was pinched," he grinned.
    “Ah yes, that would certainly do it,” Snow said with a grin. “You have all led such rich and amazing lives. I would love to hear more of your stories.” She had lived inside her own head for far too long inside a cell that barely allowed a natural breeze to get in. She lived in her own head for fear of going insane.
    "Well we have many a story to share, though I'm sure some might curl your toes or have you running for the hills," he chuckled quietly. "But I think there may be a few we could share that wouldn't make you question our sanity too much. We'll wait for the others though. It's not nearly as entertaining without their biased input and flat out lies about things I recall to be truth, but they've always been a might biased and deranged in the heads."
    She snickered at that and nodded, “Then we’ll wait for the others. How long do you think before they’re here and how long until I can start burning pieces of that dress?” He had said only a piece at a time, well she was ready, damn it.
    "You can start tearing it up and burning it a bit at a time right now if you wish, Snow," he smiled at her as he sat back. "The others should be arriving any time. Depending on which way they’re coming, they could be on the doorstep now or in the next half hour. By the way, you're only burning small bits at a time to ensure it burns through and we leave no traces of it in the chimney to alert anyone of our presence here."
    “Ah, that’s actually very smart. I’d never even given any