It doesn’t take long for Loki to get the marshmallow to the colour he desires and removes it from the fire. It smells wonderful, even if he’s still a little concerned that it will be too sweet for his palate. Using a bit of magic, he gets the chocolate placed on a graham cracker manages to put the now gooey mess together. “I feel like there is no way to eat this without causing a mess.” It only takes a few seconds for the marshmallow to start melting the chocolate as he sandwiches the delight together and inspects it, as if trying to figure out the best way to eat it without becoming covered in melted sugar.

“I used to hunt with my brother and his friends. It was much like what I think they are trying to accomplish here. Though there were no cabins or activities beyond the kill. It is almost a shame we don’t have some meat to roast as well.”