Nate couldn’t help but think that the headman here was a little too irritated.  It was understandable that they were spotted, he didn’t need to be a mutant to have been able to notice most of them.   A skilled hunter who had spent his life hunting predator beasts would have been able to track them as they got in position.  But this wasn’t his tribe, so he wouldn’t say much to that.<br/><br/>“You wouldn’t have had a choice if I hadn’t been looking for you.”    He stated simply, but as the headman spoke, and basically stated he would be joining them for a meal, Nate had to seriously think about the offer.  The offer itself was something he couldn’t really put trust in.  Offering to have someone like him, when they all knew next to nothing about him.  It had to be some sort of trap, their tribe would not have survived if they trusted everyone like this.<br/><br/>He watched the multitude of small, weaponless people start to arrive in this area, and especially watched the people climbing down out of the trees.  Seeing them putting flowers back, he was guessing that is how they had signaled everyone about his arrival.  None of them looked like a real threat as they all surrounded him and looked up at him.  He especially looked down at the woman who had slipped a little when climbing out of the trees.  They all looked so eager around a stranger.<br/><br/>With a sigh, Nate eased the bowstring down on his bow, easing the arrow out and returning it to his quiver containing a little over a dozen of the new arrows a little longer than his arms.  “Fine.  I’ll sit with you during dinner.  None of you are a real threat.”  Though he would not trust them at all.  They were too disarming.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>