"Here." He handed her a portion of roasted meat to her. She stared at it with her face scrunched up in disgust and uncertainty.

"I'm not going to eat that," she said turning away from him.

"You don't have a choice besides, It is clean enough for you to eat." he motioned but she was having none of it.

"No, I'm not sure I can," she said lowly but her stomach grumbled loudly.

"Your stomach is saying otherwise," he said. She glanced at the glossy brown meat with several patches of burnt skin.

"Come on, don't miss out on this," he said.

"That's a large portion of meat by the...