"Just like that," he promises. "I may not always have much, Chloe, but I'll always share what I have. If you'd like to help make more, of course, I'd welcome your speed and strength when I'm well enough to hunt again."

He smiles, small but warm and genuine. "If I can find a moose or a bear, there will be more than enough for everyone. But I'm not going to require anything of you in exchange, when I can simply offer it to you for free. I know you're hungry."

She must have been, to have gotten so desperate. He proffers the pemmican, encouraging. "Go ahead."