"I don't know much apart from putting on a bandage," Oliver muttered, frowning. He looked around, his nose twitching as he tried to pick up any scents. "I don't think anyone is around, but honestly, I can't tell for sure..."
"I just wish they gave us more to go on," Oliver said as he kept walking with Jenna. "We have no idea what to do or how to do it. We don't know if anyone else is here, if there's anyone here at all. Something worse could be happening at home while we're wandering around here."
Oliver watched Jenna bury the bones. He knew she was just being realistic, but it was getting more difficult to come up with solutions when she kept bringing up counters to every one he suggested. "It seems all we can do right now is keep running and hiding."
"I just don't understand why we were made to go in, besides not being like other people," Oliver said. "And they expected us to figure all this out on our own without any help from them. Whoever's doing this, they're not being fair."
"There's always a way for us to win," Oliver pointed out. He tried not to watch her burn the deer's remains. "Something may happen that we can use to our advantage. A small chance is still a chance after all."
"Still, shouldn't there be some sign that someone has been to this portal before us?" Oliver pointed out. "I mean, we can't be the very first ones they've asked to check this out. They must've sent someone before us, right?
"Well, like I said, you're not a monster," Oliver repeated, putting a hand on her. "You're no mindless killer, or I wouldn't be this close to you, right? And it's better you're a traitor to a group like that anyway, with how they treated you."
"If they have, then we probably would have seen someone else by now," Oliver pointed out. "Maybe we're the only ones who ever tried to go through the portal? There hasn't been any signs of anyone else being here."
"I just like animals," Oliver said, shrugging. "Including dragons. I don't have it in me to hurt one myself, even if it's for a good reason. But you're not a monster, and you're certainly not cattle."
He almost turned white at the piece of bloody meat Jenna offered him. "Uhh, I'm fine, thanks..."
Oliver looked away and flinched when Jenna snapped her jaw on the deer. He soon followed her back, and although her scales helped to hide most of the blood, he still blanched at the gory sight.
"I'll, uh, just wait until you're finished," he muttered.
"It feels like we don't really have many options," Oliver sighed. "Whoever sent us that message could have at least given us some supplies or something. At least some food and water if we were going to be here for a while."
Oliver looked at the beam as well, not liking the feeling he was getting from it.
"Unless there's a way we can get out before we destroy it?" he suggested. "Maybe if we can find a time bomb or something."
Oliver was relieved that a large deer had gotten caught in the trap, though he felt sorry for it. It was about to be eaten after all. Though, it was for a good cause at least. He didn't agree with hunting for sport.
Still, he turned around and waited for Jenna to do her business.
Oliver saw some deer approach, seeing they were close to the trap. He needed a way to attract them without scaring them off.
He started making soft quiet noises, hoping to bring them closer to the trap.
Oliver saw the look in Jenna's eyes and swallowed. He could tell she meant what she was saying, and he knew he couldn't leave her to deal with this alone.
"And I'm gonna help you with this," he promised. "I just wish I knew what to do."
Oliver knew a little about making traps thanks to certain video games and shows, so he went to make a snare trap to catch something as big as a deer. He gathered vines, branches and other such things from nearby and hoped one would pass by. He set it up in such a position so Jenna could easily snatch it up if it got caught.
"But we hardly found out anything," Oliver pointed out, frowning. "We learned this world is... well, dead, but that's it. We don't know why or how to close these portals. Nothing makes any sense around here..."
Oliver frowned and started thinking. He didn't like the idea of killing an animal, even if it was to feed Jenna. He wondered if he could put a trap together near Jenna and she could do the grisly part herself.
"That's what I keep saying," Oliver groaned, shaking his head. "I hate it here. We might be the only ones around here that are actually alive, and we're only here because some message told us to. And it didn't even tell us why."
"Well that's... better, I guess," Oliver muttered, not liking the idea of dying at all, no matter what way it happened.
He looked around for any signs of animals. "Maybe wherever the people went, the animals went with them?"
"No, just stay there and rest," Oliver insisted, returning the glare. Jenna could likely tell he was serious. "I'll find you something, I promise."
He started walking off and looking for something big enough for a dragon to eat. Hopefully one such thing would be close.
"If you keep moving around like that, you'll take even longer to recover," Oliver pointed out. "I'll try and find something for you. You just focus on resting and getting better as quickly as possible."