As Dziecko sprang from the giant's arm, he made a beeline for the blonde woman, his tiny cloven hooves barely leaving imprints in the snow. A squeal caused Liliana to turn, and for once a glimmer of expression made it across her stony face. Her brow registered a very mild surprise. Without another thought she knelt down, caught the piglets flying leap into her arms, and turned back to the face the oncoming slaughter, all in one smooth movement. The Razorback wasted no time in burrowing down the front of her jacket, disappearing into the folds until not even his ears were visible.<br/><br/>The harvesters remained lost in the stillness for some time after the firefight ended, as though they were trying to cope with the fact that no one had been savagely torn apart. Each one of them had at least subconsciously been ready to either watch everyone be shredded or be shredded themselves, and to find their bodies totally in tact caused at least three faces to hold expressions of astonishment. They lowered their weapons as the coppery smell of the bear's blood filled the clearing, a few of them finally breaking into weak-kneed grins and clapping their fellow employees on the shoulders. Two of them immediately turned to Liliana and gave her a once-over with their eyes, though the enemy had not even gotten past their line. A few of the more practical or experienced harvesters were already going through their personal packs or the camp supply for more ammunition and reloading their weapons, and as one of them lowered his face shield with the obvious intent of getting back to work, the leader finally spoke again.<br/><br/>"Niet, lad. We ain't stayin' here. Give your gear a quick rinse, bind what bark we got and pack it up. You too, Li - Hm?" As the bustle of movement followed his quiet orders, he noticed that the one woman in his crew was not paying the slightest bit of attention to him; her eyes were fixed on the giant of a man that stood on the hill. They flickered only briefly to the puddle of blood and bear fat that lay under a large boulder, then to the bear that no longer had any semblance of a skull, then landed back to the giant covered in skins. He had an obvious wound in his midsection, one that was absence of clean teeth marks and looked more they way a bit of gristle does after a dog has been chewing at it for a few hours. His bestial roar still echoed in her ears. She didn't approach, but she didn't look away.<br/><br/>Her boss followed her gaze, prompting the rest of the harvesters to hazard a glance as well. Some of them seemed very uneasy about the massive man's presence, still keeping their weapons close, but most of them merely watched him with a mixture of curiosity and gratitude. They had seen the boulder crush the bear, after all. It was a frightening thought that someone made of flesh and blood could do such a thing, but the end result was that they were safe. For some, that was enough.<br/><br/>Finally, the tall man spoke to the leader of the hunters, his eyes remaining on the giant. "Friend of yours?" he queried softly.<br/><br/>Dziecko squealed and grunted and squirmed his way back to the top of Liliana's jacket, hearing the lack of gunfire and the reassuring sound of familiar voices. He poked his head out, nose first as always, then chuffed and surveyed the scene. The woman placed a hand on his head as though to hold him steady with her, but the little beast would have none of it and promptly threw himself from the parka. As always, she caught him just before he hit the ground. She hesitated before putting him down, but he squeaked and bucked his way free as always and trotted, totally fearless, to the colossal man. He stood only a few yards in front of the empty-faced woman, staring to his rescuer with a soft grunt. Liliana couldn't help but demonstrate the slightest twinge of surprise yet again before relaxing into blankness.<br/><br/>She took a step toward the piglet and the boulder-thrower. "Thank you," she said clearly.