After enjoying a brief laugh with Dal, Alex began working on the last of his walls for the first level of his log cabin. So far, the structure was looking pretty damn good, and with the influx of supplies from the mansion's stores. He now had what he needed to make some significant progress.
Dal had actually decided not to be an idle plaything, and instead in between making sure that there was a constant influx of fresh water. She began cooking with the ingredients they had available. Weather that was eggs from both jungle fowl and quail, or meat from sambar stags, or wild boars.
Dal began cooking fresh food using those products they had gained from Alex's hunts. Or at least those portions the staff had preserved with modern methods, and brought back up the hill to be placed in an ice chest to help keep them eat fresh.
