Ker stopped and scratched a thick thumb along the bottom of his jaw line, considering it.<strong> "Jamahrone?"</strong>He asked, taking the time to puzzle it out,<strong> "I been there before, two years ago."</strong>He closed his eyes and squinted as if he was trying to see the memory.  Finally his eyes opened and he nodded,<strong> "Good food there, fresh.  Have work for Ker I think."</strong>He turned around, facing the direction that Izusa wanted to go in as if that had settled it.  Waiting for her to walk along.  He wasn't a very verbal creature after all, at least he was marginally brighter than Tesszeik's "Meat."<br/><br/>The rest of the day passed in relative ease, the duo walking, Izusa talking far more than Ker, as the ogre tended to answer in monosylabic grunts or simple words, and never started a topic, only responding to Izusa.  Around late afternoon they came across a shallow creek that cut across the path.  A small stone bridge cut over the three foot wide and not even foot deep creek.  But Izusa stopped and went down to wash the cum from her body.  Until Ker stopped her,<strong>"Wait!"</strong>He said with a confused look on his face,<strong>"What you doing?"</strong>When she explained that she was going to wash the dried cum off her body he again looked confused.<br/><strong><br/>"I thought..."</strong>He paused and she could tell he was trying to figure something out,<strong>"...I thought that why you want me here?  Protection?"</strong>