A new arrival

"Sorry, but I haven't stolen a kitchen and silverware" says Croc picking up a flopping fish from the ground. Then he feels his pocket and reaching inside of it, pulls out a Swiss army knife. Lowering it down to Morrigan, he says "This is all I've got".

"Ehh, it's better than nothing." Morrigan said with a giggle as she took the knife in her hand.

Nodding in agreement, Croc looks to the river, seeing some of the heads of the saltwater crocodiles floating around. On one end, they are attracted by the sight of the helpless fish on the bank. But on the other hand, they are intimidated by Croc's presence. Knowing this, Croc turns back to Morrigan.

Morrigan kept well away from the water as she saw the crocodiles as well, remembering what happened the night before.

Croc, not used to waiting on his food to be cooked, simply bites onto part of the fish he holds in his hand and tears it in half. Though seen as a brute and not too bright of a being, he has all the reason to be from his past experiences. Morrigan doesn't know what he has been through, but maybe one day she will know.

Morrigan watched as Croc ate the fish non-cooked. She started a fire as she needs her food cooked. She wonders what Croc's past was like. What made him like this in the first place.

Croc continues to eat his fish, unknowing of what Morrigan might be thinking about him. He never did have the best personality, but he has little reason to make himself a good character.