Mark unpacked the supplies they had brought with them and let Sassy out to pasture with Marvin. He was surprised at how nice the entire campsite was, far more welcoming and comfortable than he had thought it would be. For some reason, he had thought it would be much more basic. Not that he was complaining. On the contrary, he'd spent more than a few times in very bare basics camps, so anything more homely was always greatly appreciated. He made a mental note to thank Lily and Walter for allowing him to come this far with Jimmy.

His friend was already starting the fire as he brought the last of the supplies inside the tipi and took a long look around. Despite his long life, it was his first time inside the traditional indigenous dwelling and the space and level of comfort with the beds around the edge and he was impressed. He set everything down in neat piles before crouching down in front of the fire, which was just catching, across from Jimmy.

For a few moments he was quiet, just watching the flames, and he sensed that Jimmy's mind was already on whatever exactly it was ahead of him. "You doing okay?" he asked softly as he sat down from his crouch, propping one arm on his bent knee. "What happens next, and what do you need me to do?"