Blue eyes shone with laughter and enjoyment as he looked at his friend. While he didn't tell Darrow he was right about the fish, since there really was no right or wrong, he was glad that at least the two of them had been on the same page. It seemed that Darrow just naturally knew what Devyn had to be taught when he was younger. The chimera handler had never understood the whole, releasing thing, when he was younger. After time though, he had finally began understanding it. Chuckling as the black handler's voice brought him out of his slight daydream, the young man said, "Well, thats good, because I wasn't planning on being here for a while longer. I was hoping you wouldn't want to call it quits so early. Glad that hope came true."
Honestly, Devyn just wanted to stay out here. It wasn't like he had anything else to do today, so he didn't care if he just messed around fishing the whole day. It would probably do him a world of good.
For some reason, it shocked him that the two of them were able to get everything together so quickly. Sure, they weren't exactly starving, but even so, they would still be having lunch at a decent time. Since the fish were already clean, as soon as the fire was built they could get cooking, and it really wouldn't take the fish long to cook. Blue eyes glanced around and then settled on Darrow as the young man built the fire quickly. "Wow, you are really good at that. I've never seen anyone build a fire faster."
Eagerly Devyn watched the young man strike the flint and sparks flew. It didnt seem to take him very long, and the fire was roaring. For a moment, his eyes were just on the flames and then he checked the fish and made sure they were ready. As his stomach growled slightly, Devyn found himself hoping that Darrow was right, the fire would burn quickly and then they could cook the food.
Chuckling he said, "Well I dont mean to brag, but yah Im a pretty decent cook. Im usually ok at anything, so we'll see how this fish turns out I guess."
Quickly he put the fish over the fire, and turned them when they needed to be turned. After a little bit, they were done, and honestly, the man couldn't wait to eat. Turning to Darrow, his blue eyes danced a little with excitement and he said, "Lunch is served good sir."