"Ah? Yes, I've been using the spear for months now. It's the weapon that does the job, so I found it best," Bob replied to Gambit's question whilst holding the spear he received from the melves.
'Huh, I wonder how they're doing…' Bob reminisced the time he spent in the melven village. Thinking about it, he didn't do much leisure during his stay there. After thinking of such, he frowned as he remembered why he was climbing the mountain.
"You seem perturbed, young'in. After this light meal, accompany me outside for a walk," Gambit said with a kind smile as he held his hands together and prayed for the food he's about to partake.
"It's nothing, Sir Gambit…" Bob avoided the topic. He thought that he need not let an old man such as him worry.
A few minutes later, Gambit finished nibbling on his meal. He quietly drank a cup of water and struggled to stand up. Bob at this time got up to assist him, in which Gambit thanked him for such an act.
