Blackfoot Forest evening phase

Why do you feel that you're in debt to me? she responded in a half-exasperated manner, only wishing to convince Vector that she was only surviving on his terms- he had told her where to hide, brought her food... showed her an ounce of humanity in a dangerous time for him. But now the brute was showing fealty, and her eyes smoldered with confusion, but also a measure of trust. For the white female had never heard someone to entrust their life to her. He seemed capable and resound in his promise, and her pleading gaze lessoned into one of resolve. The handsome Russian male did not seem one to waver in his decisions.

After a moment of cautious silence, Ivev stepped forward and placed her nose on the crown of his bent skull. It means a lot that you consider me a friend, she spoke. When they had first met in that meadow, Vector had reminded her of a seaside stone- stoically unmoving against the crash of the waves. And now he showed the same amount of invincibility.