*Mortar, after being separated, let out a long sigh* Mortar: Well, I'll admit, that was fun. *Mortar holds a strange cube in his hand, and squeezes it, his wounds and suit repair quickly. He tosses it to Reese* Mortar: Sorry it took so long. Cyan: Eh, I didn't mind really. I was able to hunt a little while you two were fighting. I hope you're hungry, because we're having Venison. Reese, Clara, you guys want some?