The potions had been a help, but there still wasn't a muscle in Ignis that wasn't aching after that fight. Their prey had been big and mean and fast and Ignis was glad it was over with. He could say they'd done the folks nearby a good deed, but they'd damn well earned the gil they had coming to them once they turned in evidence from the hunt.

The haven was a welcome sight, even to Ignis. He preferred hotels or caravans when they were all recovering from a rough hunt but there wasn't a single complaint from anyone while the trudged their way there and started to set up.

Their stock was a bit low, so cooking that evening would prove to be a bit of a challenge and the last thing Ignis wanted to do was end up eating toast. They deserved a better meal than that. A quick look up told him he still had a little daylight left. It should be enough time to scout around a little and see what he could scrounge for a decent dinner for everyone.

A few moments later and he told Noctis what he had planned, promising to call if he got into trouble and headed off south of their campsite.