Sitjariaq could tell that soon their interaction would be over, so he let her eat and keep to herself as best as he could. There was a moment where she had looked at him, eyes filled with something akin to perhaps hurt or scorn. The boy could not tell the difference at that point. So he let her keep eating, then digging to see if there was anything else to quell the hunger she must be feeling. When nothing was left for her, the dark woman took to the trees and never looked back. The spotted boy went back home, not looking back to see if the girl would follow him. For he knew the truth. There would be no friendship here, only heartache. So better to spare himself now while he had the chance.