favourite place

We sat silently, watching the blaze of the fire as it grows up to meet the stick on top of it, Eric had started the fire a while ago with the woods we had picked up...

Eric watched the fire silently as it began to die down, before getting up to bring something he had kept wrapped up in a foil paper.

I watched with undivided interest as Eric unwraps the thing from inside the foil and it appears to be some leftover meat he had kept aside for dinner. Eric then fixed the meat over the fire for warming. He must have gone hunting before I got here, I thought to myself. I looked at the meat, and It looked like some kind of big bird or something it had been cut already so I couldn't fully tell what kind of animal it was...

"How long have you been here for Eric?" I asked breaking the ice like silence.

Eric was silent for a while, and I was beginning to think he wasn't going to answer, but then he did.

"I've not been here long enough to have gone crazy or long enough to want to go back home." E