Eponine shuffled back between her stones at the sound of him rasping and hissing like a dangerous animal. After a few seconds she came to the sudden realization she had made it laugh, the man or beast, or whatever she should call it, was actually laughing. She found it strangely intriguing that the monster was capable of joy, but yet again it was another reason to doubt her intitial thoughts about it. Was he really a monster? shaking away the thought she defiantly answered his teasing remarks.<br/><br/>''I'm not impressed by the name, the only one that should be given a name with a high and mighty sound should be god. I'm a mere servant, nothing worthy of such a regal name. Talking about names, you haven't given me yours, or would you prefer to be called monster each time I regard you? hmmh?''<br/><br/>She didn't say the word monster with any vile behind it this time, it was a lighthearted jab back at him. Nevertheless, she did fumble nervously with her robes, hoping he would not be offended by her words. After all, he had razorsharp claws from which he was able to gut that pig with before. Just imagining how easy it would be for him to slice though her pearlywhite skin, just as he did with the poor animal before, was enough to make her shudder a sigh. Trying to shake of the horrible thoughts she was having.<br/><br/>''Do you eat that raw, or would you like me to help you grill it on the stones I've put up? I.. I can even season it, I've found my basket with all the food I was gathering this day before.. well, you know. And I always carry a knife with me, I might be respecting the wildlife around me, by not killing it. It does not mean I'm not well aware the animals do not regard me the same, if in danger I can at least defend myself when needed.''<br/><br/>She had rolled her eyes earlier, hearing him speak that terrible nickname once more, she hoped it would not stick around for as long they were together. Nevertheless she did wonder if he was right, would the raiders be gone tomorrow? Would there be survivors just like him and her? She did know that they had entered the village some time after everybody already was killed. If anyone had fled out of their houses, they must have fled into the woods like them. Would they return the next day? Clacking her tongue as she mulled over the questions, she took her hot bowl of broth from her little stove in her cloak-wrapped hands, careful to not burn herself on the material. Gently sipping the broth, trying to not look at the bloodied guts just outside of the cave she sniffed the wonderful aroma of thyme and Rosemary. Her most favourite herbs of al, and a utmost wonderful combination with mushrooms, or meat. She knew that much, but she had never tasted it before. Nevertheless, her knowledge and godforbidden curiosity about it, had her peering in cooking books a lot in the past. Not that she would mention it to the Ramen.<br/><br/>''What.. what were you actually doing in the village? and, why... '' She paused for a second, not sure if she wanted to know the answer or not. ''Why did you save me?''<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>