Sasha makes a sympathetic face for the jellyfish. She has been sipping her drink steadily, and it is just about gone, but it's Jedao's turn to choose if and when there will be another round.

"I used to have a hat trimmed with white marmot fur, but the white marmots were at higher elevations. I trapped marmots for meat. If I had tried to set up tanning in an outbuilding, my mother would have made me hurt for forty days." Her smile is sardonic, here. "What's your favorite hunting rifle?"

[I am happy to keep this going, but if you want to assume that Sasha and Jedao spend the next while nerding out about firearms, that works too!]