We need to make a small fire so we don't get cold in this forest, as well as some lightning," he remarked, and I understand. Because the wind is strong in this forest and it's starting to get colder, he had the brilliant idea of building a fire to keep us warm since there's no blanket here to keep us warm.
"You've had your lighter all day?" I inquired, perplexed as to why he was carrying a lighter. He got up after lighting a burn fire. "I smoke occasionally," he said as we burst out laughing. I won't be surprised if he smokes, as I do sometimes. However, I did it when I was extremely anxious.
Ryle took a seat next to me, and we both stared at the burning fire in front of us. It was also a lot of fun to see. This is the first time I've done something like this because I'm not usually permitted to stay up late, so I'm relishing the opportunity.
"Hey, eat this," says the narrator.
