His camp. Camp. Cooking. Over a fire. You know what Garrot isn't a huge fan of? Camping. He'd much rather put a tent in his backyard. It's not that he's scared of the wilderness, just... he's a city kid through and through. He might've jerry-rigged a white noise machine of some kind when he was at the monastery. But for some reason, he's surprised by Gyre's offer. Even though... you know, Garrot offered to meet at Gyre's place. So.
《Yeah! I'm not great at it, but I'll survive for an evening.》
Of course, it's worth noting that between Sly's outdoorsman tendencies and his kids' collective desires to go camping, he's figured out at least the basics. And it's not super different from a stovetop... at least as far as he can tell.
《Where's your camp???》
It's taking all his willpower not to ask for, like, GPS coordinates. Because he knows. He knows that Gyre would have trouble with that. But damn would it make his life easier!
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《Yeah! I'm not great at it, but I'll survive for an evening.》
Of course, it's worth noting that between Sly's outdoorsman tendencies and his kids' collective desires to go camping, he's figured out at least the basics. And it's not super different from a stovetop... at least as far as he can tell.
《Where's your camp???》
It's taking all his willpower not to ask for, like, GPS coordinates. Because he knows. He knows that Gyre would have trouble with that. But damn would it make his life easier!