Moonspear i already drank that cup.

He didn’t leave, but he did change the subject to one that intrigued her in spite of herself. She was hungry. It was far more likely she’d be able to catch a meal if she had help, even if the present company was unwelcome. Or any company at all, for that matter.

She pondered the offer in silence for a minute, then sighed. ”There’s hardly any game around here,” she said, ”Unless you’ve seen something I haven’t.” Which she doubted, but she that could’ve just been her negativity talking.