"Don't—!" Gara nearly had a heart attack for the second time that day.
He snatched Rea up, trying to force the squirrel to spit out the poisonous seed. But Rea shook her head and chirped loudly, as if to say she liked it and was perfectly fine.
"…Did surviving that snake's crystal poison make you able to eat toxic food now? But…" Gara decided to wait and see.
Wina stepped out of the house, already informed by Fian that Rea was safe.
After confirming the squirrel was indeed fine—though disturbingly fond of poisonous plants all of a sudden—Wina headed toward the herb fields with Fian to water them.
"When I get back, we'll talk about the snake meat and hide," Wina said before leaving.
Even though they started a little late, with Fian's help they still finished in time.
That night, they feasted on snake meat.
"There's too much of it," Wina said as they ate, the sun dipping low in the west. "Even if we store it in the ice room Fian made, it won't last long. We'll have to sell it."
