Food and Massage

STAB! Merlin took a sharp branch and stabbed a chunk of tentacle meat from one side to the other. SIZZLE! She then put it beside the fire to roast.

"No salt, but it will do," She smiled.

"I'm not sure it will," Amber sighed, roasting a chunk of meat on her own. "I tried seafood before, and it's disgusting. I don't like the smell." She looked back at her, "And without salt, it's just going to be a fishy mess,"

"Better than nothing, isn't it?" Merlin stared at her.

"I wish I at least had some beer," She sighed, "But we can't ask for more in a labyrinth."

The two looked at Arad, "What do you...What the hell are you doing!" Amber cried her lugs out, seeing Arad eating the tentacles raw.

"Eating," He replied.

Thud! She rushed, snatching the meat from his hand. "Roast it! Those things usually have poison or parasites. That's why we cook them."

"That would make it taste bad...AHH!" Arad cried, seeing her chuck his meat into the fire.