Tom starts to mention the food he'd packed in the cooler, of course, but refrains since he knows Ggio doesn't want that. One of the points of this trip was to hunt, after all, and Tom knew he wouldn't get out of that this time around, and at least fish were a lot easier and less messy than butchering a deer.

He doesn't respond to that right away since he catches Ggio staring at him for some reason. After checking to see if there's a leech or something on his shoulder or whatever else it could be, Tom tilts his head curiously.

"Is everything okay?"