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I would dislike being killed,"
"Yes. Hungry." I nodded. "No. Food," I said with a smile as I looked over her body again. Her eyes opened wide. I guessed she understood what I meant because her heart began to beat much faster and she drew in a deep breath.
A sinewy green vine smacked me in the face, stinging my eyes with the wet, verdant chlorophyll scent and bringing me back to the task of throwing myself off of the cliff or getting captured by an enemy nation’s army.