Stavanger Bay Why is the rum gone?

Engelhard froze under the gaze that lacked any trust. Who would even trust him to handle a bone, he couldn't even handle his own. She beckoned him towards the woods, and he couldn't help but grin a little. The last time someone ever beckoned him toward any woods...he shook his head, now was not the time for that.

Then they came to a pit. There were a lot of bones. He carefully placed the half he had in there, then turned to the female grinning a bit. "You don't plan on adding me in there, eh?" he asked with a joking tone.