Travis followed Renya as she got some food, and he did the same. Travis quickly ripped into his venison, acting as if someone was going to take it away, which tended to happen to him before he was a rebel for hire. People want what they don't have, and they end up with their inners on the ground. Travis almost didn't notice that Cal left to go to Sam's briefing or whatever it is, he's just focused on his food, tearing into it like a wild dog.
"Damn I'm a good hunter!" Travis muttered with his mouth full, not even giving any credit to the cooks.
Travis finished his breakfast, and let out a soft burp that he covered with his fist. He looked over at Renya, and had a stupid grin on his face, one that said he was about to annoy her and he knew it.
"Alone yet again. Just can't get enough of the Nobles huh?" he smirked.
"That's alright, I'm quite intoxicating." he certainly doesn't lack confidence. Well overconfidence most would say.
"Or else the universe wants us together. Yeah know, if you believe in that sort of crap." He said as he sipped on a bottle of water.
"Well, better go see what Sammy's got for us. Hope I get to see some action, well some actually good action. Those hillbillies were very disappointing." he said, not even giving them merit for almost killing if not for Sam. He got up and went to Sam's tent.