"Yeah, I know," I told the ... thing. It grinned sheepishly - if that is a good word to use to describe something with a horn like that!
"I was out there too, you know."
"Oh," he said. "How long have you been here?"
"About five minutes so," I said.
I got up and went over to the fire. There was a bag of bread next to it - fresh bread, presumably for poor characters like me. I took a piece and speared it on a nearby fork, then proceeded to toast it.
Now all it needs is some butter ... and a few more people to join the party.
The more the merrier, right?