Reno glanced over at the crinkle of packaging. "Don't you fuckin' eat all my granola bars...!"

Nothing more eventful than that thankfully happened, and camp was set soon enough.

"Uhhh..." Reno scratched his cheek, realizing they probably should have talked about this sooner. "I think... Tonberries... among a few other things."

They'd definitely need to keep a watch.

"I think they mainly stick to the ruins, though," he offered. "And Marlboros aren't nocturnal, so... I think we really only need t' watch for zombies. And if anyone has white magic, it shouldn't be so bad."

Worst case scenario, he'd throw a potion at it.