Zen returns from his hunting, carrying a large amount of berries and Mhen'gan mangoes. He walks right past Savannah, and up to the Queen, before handing her a mango. "My Queen. The best pick of the day. For you." He murmurs, bowing his head and placing it on front of her, before walking to Savannah.
"So. You want to leave, huh?" He murmurs, narrowing his eyes at her slightly. "A shame. I had hoped you may have at least tried to take on the challenge. But I see I was wrong. We don't need weaklings like you in the tribe. Shall I take her as a slave, my Queen?" He asks, looking at Quinn.