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His flurried words distracted her from what they (he, really, as she had not been as exposed) had stumbled upon. He spoke of a sea and a fish that chased smaller ones. She had never heard of such a thing. Not that she could recall on readily, at least.

There's nothing like that where I stay. She answered, oblivious to the fact his smile was not as genuine as she read it to be. Despite how weak she felt when so close to him, he did not seem inclined to squash her as he likely so could.

I only have a plateau but...there is a herd there. Of deer. No beastly fish. A thin smile of her own. A sort of...reward for the kindness he showed her.