"Huh. That might work." With his free hand, Ken rubs at the back of his neck. It seems like the best idea at the moment.

It wasn't like he had matches to start a fire and try to smoke out the rabbit. Besides, that was bound to attract attention. A cooking fire would be bad enough.

"It's worth a shot," Ken says, but then nods towards the berries, "but we'll probably need more of those."