[ They don't answer for a moment, reaching over to the table to pick up their left leg by the calf, moving it so that it's almost like a bridge between the space between them— not without giving an expectant glance to him, and then the ankle. ]

Here, hold onto that end. [ It's just their shoe and their ankle, so that's not as bad as letting him do any of the hard work. And doing this first gives them time to try and recall any information they remember... ] It was weird. Most of the people there were starving and worrying about getting eaten.

[ Neither of which were their concerns, at least not personally. ]

So most of what was "going on" was fighting those things, or catching fish.