Randy saw Derek start skinning it, and when he took off some of the skin, he gagged, and ran away from the camp. He threw up in an open part of the prairie. He groaned and walked back to the camp. "I have a bit of a weak stomach, and the poor animals..." he said, while leaning on his knees. He sighed and looked away while Derek finished cutting it up, and saw the pieces roasting on the fire. He was going to have to eat that, or maybe... He shrugged and walked over to Brandy. "Find any non-lethal berries?" he asked. Maybe he wouldn't have to eat the bacon. He wasn't a vegetarian, but he found it uncomfortable to eat meat. He could if needed, but since there was berries, he might be able to eat those instead.