Alejandro couldn't know if Asta understood that there was no reason to flee from him, that she didn't have to run into the jungle, that things were fine even if they turned awkward or communication failed between them, but her musical even if shaky laugh made him feel that things were alright. The fact that he had kissed her would still take some time to fully reach his own brain, now riding a wave of adrenaline and wanting little more than the most masculine and primal of goals that would include both revenge and getting meat in one single task.<br/><br/>He was marveled and how Asta and him seemed to be in sync, his brain not stopping to consider other facts that didn't take him into action, but glad that Asta nodded firmly, understanding that he wanted to hunt the creature. She did have a request though, and if Alejandro wasn't mistaken, she wanted to keep being her angel, armed with a spear. It sure was a way to further injure the pig and keep him away at the same time, so soon Alejandro broke a suitable branch of the tree, cleaned it of smaller ones and started to sharpen a point with his knife. It wasn't much different of making a walking stick to go around the mountains of his homeland, but this one's purpose was quite different.<br/><br/>"Asta?" he asked for her, presenting the weapon once it was done, seeing if it got the approval of the strong girl or it needed to change something. Once they were ready, he wanted to get going while his spirit was still high, and before the animal got too far or snatched by a different predator. If there was something in the island bigger than that, of course, something that Alejandro didn't even want to think of. Opening the march knife in hand while Asta was behind him made Alejandro felt fortunate, strong, adventurous. He was now sure that things were going to be fine, even if he didn't knew what the hell he was doing half the time.<br/><br/>Tracking down a path of dripping blood and stomped vegetation, the couple found the injured animal, still alive even if struggling, resting next to a tree. There was nothing more dangerous than a cornered animal, as the pig had learned when trying to stomp Alejandro, but now the tables had turned, and it was time for the humans to be careful against a beast that was far from beaten.