Nivian started to feel bad for his actions. He knew all to well what it was like to be hunted, but he was always smart enough not to get killed.
"I buried the deer, and put a marker by it's grave. Like you..." he broke off "like humans do."
He laid down in front of her while Aria ate her berries. He gently sniffed them "are you sure these are good for you?" he inquired.