"First rule of survivial is don't waste time" she muttered looking at the small makeshift shelter she'd managed to make...it was small and sleeping in it would be crowded,but they'd be dry.She'd laid out the other raft she'd found as a makeshift roof

" That's...so nice! I want to meet a nice father! "

Todoroki muttered, "dont meet mine then."


Tokoyami popped up next to the shelter. "Looks pretty good."

Iida decided not to say anything. A wise move, as the fish he was cooking was about to burn.

Zeraia just smiled.

Todoroki called off the fish abhit. "Anyone hungry?" He called out.

" I am. " She says.

Iida frowned. "Do you have a knife? And how did you get the scales off in the first place?"

"No, piece of shell."

"Extremely unsanitary but in these circumstances..."

She join the others in time to hear Iida complain about not having knifes and roll her eyes at that, they were hiden so she didn't bother not too. " It would be preaty mutch the same as people setting their food on a stick at a campfire, we should be fine."

"It's fish! Meat should always be handled properly and i nthe right man-" He stared at Tokoyami. "What are you doing?!"

"Spearing fish." Tokoyami replied calmly. "Have one. Or two. There's plenty."

Todoroki had to fight not to smile-it reminded hi mof the time Tokoyami had been eating chicken and everyone had goten a bit too...interested. He took one of the fishsticks (Sorry had to pun! ><> <><) and wondered how you were supposed to eat fish that had no bvious point of entry.

Zeraia took a fish and ripped the meat off the bones, leaving a perfect fish skeleton, with not a single bone missing.