"We're going to eat it," Tremaine replied.
"Then how are we going to cook it?" Yesseca asked.
They didn't have any kitchen tools out here in the forest.
Tremaine looked at her in disbelief. "We're going to roast it over a fire, of course. What, you want to eat it raw?"
Yesseca was a little taken aback.
She glared at him and said, "That's not what I meant! Where are we going to find a fire to cook it then?"
Instead of answering her, Tremaine picked up some branches next to him.
Yesseca didn't know how he did it, but Tremaine used those branches to get a fire going. He then peeled the animal's skin off and roasted it over the fire. After some time, the meat began to cook nicely.
Yesseca caught a whiff of the fragrant smell of cooked meat.
Although she had just eaten quite a lot of wild berries, they were just fruits. Right now with the fragrant smell of cooked meat, her stomach began to growl.
Tremaine tore off a leg and handed it over to Yesseca.
Yesseca had no idea what animal this was, but she was too hungry to care and immediately bit into it.
She found that the meat tasted really good and gobbled up all the meat in no time.
The meat was very tender and tasted very fresh. It was so good by itself, it didn't need any seasoning at all.
Tremaine began to eat as well.
Yesseca looked at him as he ate.
In such a situation, anyone would feel incredibly dejected and be in a depressed state. In fact they way she was right now, squatting on the ground, eating some wild animal with her hands, she felt like a beggar on the street.
However, Tremaine wasn't like that.
Even in such a situation, he still looked calm and collected.
Yesseca began to think about everything that had happened.
If it weren't for Tremaine, she would have died on the train.
When she was getting shot at, she panicked. Tremaine was the one who saved her by pulling her down onto the floor and protecting her.
Out here in the forest, she had no way to survive by herself.
Tremaine was able to help her climb up onto a tree to sleep in safety. He also found some wild berries and caught an animal to cook and feed her.
Yesseca said, "It must be really difficult to do your job,"
Tremaine looked at her in surprise.
"You know what I do?"
Yesseca nodded. "You're really knowledgeable. You know how to pick wild berries and how to start a fire. Not many people can become the personal bodyguard of the president. After all, you have to protect the president of the country."
Tremaine remained quiet.
His mouth twitched.
"The president's personal bodyguard?" He whispered.
Yesseca replied seriously, "Yeah, you don't have to hide it from me. It wasn't hard to guess,"
Tremaine didn't respond.
Now wasn't the time to explain things to her.
They'll talk about it once they were safely out of the forest.
Tremaine stood up and said, "Are you done? We'll leave once you're done eating,"
Yesseca stood up and was ready to head off.
It was so strange. It didn't feel like they had run very deep into the forest last night, but now in the daytime, it felt like they have been walking for forever.
After walking for a very long time, they were still deep in the forest.
Yesseca was exhausted from all the walking.
"When can we get out of here?" she asked.
Her legs were so tired, they felt as heavy as lead.
"Soon," Tremaine replied quietly.
Yesseca dragged her legs forward.
Ten minutes later, Yesseca heard the growl of a wild animal nearby.
She stopped.
She heard the growling once again.
Her body tensed up.
She didn't know what kind of animal made that noise, but it sounded dangerous to her.
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