Now that they weren't still distracted by their current situation and finding each other, Cain had time to give his lover a glance over. A real glance over, taking in the vines and leaves and rather rustic appearance that he adopted. Cain was still in the morning robe that he was brought here in, but clearly Elijah had removed his clothing, probably when he shifted forms.

"It's a good look on you," he said with a grin of appreciation. "You look very dashing in leaves." Laughing softly, able to laugh again now that they were together, Cain gave the hybrid a wave. "Yes, go be the hunter while I tend to the home, love. But."

Cain raised his wrist, gesturing that Elijah should take some of his blood. If he should be fighting unknown beasts and going through questionable terrain, he should regain some strength first. As long as he didn't drain Cain, he should be fine. "I don't know if I can set us up a camp yet, but I'll see if I can start the fire at least. Been a while since I had to start one with stones and twigs."

But he knew how, they both did, and they were the best to survive here out of anyone in the world. Even if they didn't, it wasn't as if this place could kill them either. Eventually they might go exploring, after they have established a home here and it became a luxury to expire rather than a necessity.