Susan walked toward his bed and sat on it. She looked at Darryl and asked, “Darryl, you seemed weak when you first came out of the forest. How are you feeling now?”

Darryl was stunned. If Susan came all the way to his room to ask how he felt, why did she lock the door?

“I feel much better after a great meal,” he chuckled.

Susan nodded and smiled. “That’s a relief.”

They looked at each other for some time, sitting together in silence. Darryl could take it no longer. He laughed awkwardly and