"Ancestor! I spoke well for you... They will leave you to be a laboring sailor. They kill, eat people. You must obey, do not provoke them..."
"..."
"When later we dock again, we find an opportunity, and run together!... You are familiar with the jungle, run in the woods, I will follow you! I am familiar with the islands, run on the island, you follow me!..."
"..."
"The black oily island you told them about... I'm not very familiar with it, you are. Running on this island, I'll follow you!... Hey, speak up!..."
"..."
Inside the rocking cabin, there was no candlelight, only a trace of morning light seeping in. Shushu held a small piece of already cooled roasted tapir meat, reluctantly licked his lips before handing it to the Lokono captive, Akachi.
"Is this?... for me?..."
"Yes! Ah Yue, eat!..."
