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    Aoife ran her hands through her hair. Her mind replayed the last day. She had killed two people. And didn't think about it. She sighed and laid down on her blanket.

    "Enough," Natalie snapped at Aaron, pulling a mango from a nearby branch. "Your moping helps no one, idiot boy." She proceeded to skin it with her axe head.


    "I'm not a boy," Aaron replied in kind, glaring at Natalie. "I'm older than you are."

    Aoife looked out of her cave for food. She saw fruits on the ground and came out. She started walking and found a banana tree. She tripped over a root and cursed. "Blasted root." she muttered and her voice carried over the jungle.

    Aaron's head shot up when he heard Aoife's voice. "She's alive," he exclaimed, moving to climb down.


    "Doubtable. Grief does funny things to a man." Natalie took a bite out of get fruit, keeping a careful eye on Aaron. "and keep your voice down."