Janica wondered for a moment whether she should ask him for a fork and a knife, but even if he spoke her tongue he probably would not get the joke, so she reached out for one of the pieces of meat and took a first bite. 'Strange' she thought 'how used one can become to the amenities of civilization. Or why would I feel so primitive just holding my food with my bare hands?'.<br/><br/>As she continued eating she watched her surroundings. Maybe she was fooling herself, but she got the impression that the tall warriors retreating for the night moved more sluggish once the sun had set and the chill of darkness was creeping into the camp between the trunks of the surrounding trees. So they were indeed no real warm bloods, but rather something in between. 'Remember that' she told herself.<br/><br/>Then her wandering gaze came back to the slender lizard man - looking down confirmed that he was indeed a male - who was still watching her. 'Who says he can not understand me?' she thought, following the spur of the moment, and then spoke out lout. "Do you understand me?" Almost as an afterthought she added "I am Janica", pointing at her chest. 'Jeah, and now he will think the Common word for boobs is Janica' came as a thought, accompanied by a chuckle.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>