>After spending an entire day in the outback hunting a ton of different things and riding the ute at full speed trough the sand, Dundersky has set up a fire, which you are now both using to warm yourselves up from the desert cold.
>"Well, wasn't that a fun day, eh Anon? Now ya know how to catch yabbies with your bare hands, how to open beer like a fuckin' man, and how fistfight kangaroos."
>"Maybe tomorrow we can get some more of that going, yeah? It's not like I'm leaving this place anyway, so we might aswell."
>"Ya know, you're alright. I've seen better huntin' partners, but none of them were as fun to hang out with."
>After having so much fun today, you feel really worn out...
>"A-Anon? Get your head off my lap, you slimey cu..."
>"... Eh, I guess s'alright. S'been a tough day for ya, anyway. Honestly didn't think you had it in ya to survive an entire day in the outback n'eway, so it's fair you'd wanna rest by now."
>You slowly drift to sleep, the night wind blowing gently on you as the campfire goes out and Dundersky gently sings tunes of her people.
>"G'night, mate. You're gonna need it for tomorrow!"