Jordan soon finds the Indian chief and finds out that his daughter had explained the situation to him. Now he was off to find Rena, to make sure she was all right. He finds her helping the rest of the women preparing the meal. â€œHey, Rena, how are you doing?â€ he asks as he sits down next to her. Some of the young maidens laugh and giggle at him, they thought he was cute maybe even handsome. The older ones how ever glare or shoot a nasty look at him. â€œMen arenâ€™t allowed to help us; itâ€™s tradition for women to make the meal.â€ An elderly woman says.  â€œYes, go help the other men hunt or help them prepare the rest.â€ Another says. Jordan then gets up, not wanting to ruining their tradition or do something wrong. â€œIâ€™ll talk to you later when you are done.â€ He says to her and walks away. The other maidens, who were young, look at Rena. â€œYouâ€™re lucky to have him around; heâ€™s so handsome and seems really nice.â€ One of them says as the rest nod and giggle. Of course, since he didnâ€™t know how to hunt, he just wondered around. Of course, he wanted to be useful. He saw a few men preparing other parts of the celebration and went over to them. He asked if they needed help and they nodded. So he began to help them. Then one of them looks at him, â€œYou look familiar.â€ He says. â€œYes, were you married to Rozene? The Daughter of Chief Black Horse, chief of the Navajo?â€ Another asks. Jordan nods. The men nod as well, â€œThos men got what the deserve.â€ Another says. â€œSo did I.â€ Jordan says. He was surprised that they thought the same way as him. â€œShe was a good wife. I would have had a child too, a sonâ€¦but they also killed it, she had it in her armsâ€¦when she died.â€ He says to to them. They only nod and continue to work.