The woman turned to Odum with an inquisitive look. She seemed genuinely curious at his request.

“Oh? And why should a complete stranger want the company of another complete stranger? Besides, you seem like a dangerous fellow.”

She patted the bloodied bag of animal parts on his back.

“You didn’t exactly kill these things because you were hunting. You just killed them out of shortsighted anger. Why, if I didn’t know any better, I was a bit worried that you might’ve just shot me without a care in the world.”

The woman turned back around and started walking, but then stopped. “Well... I suppose the roads have been lonely. However I still can’t travel with someone I can’t trust. So how about this: prove that you’re a good, loyal sort of person.”