Anna was stunned. At first she didn't speak because she didn't want to give away her fake identity, but now, she was too stunned to speak. She didn't know what to do.
'What does this bastard mean?' She thought, 'Jimmy said that his brother died.'
Likewise, she also thought, 'Is this some sort of elaborate trap to fuck me over? If so, these bastards are worse than I thought.'
Anna did not answer. She feared that this man was a mind reader, and in this world where magic was inherently random, the odds of her running into a mind reader was low, but never zero. She was sure that this man was up to no good, her guts, her intuition was practically screaming at her, and she listened.
She walked away, as this was the only, lowkey solution that she could think of, one that wouldn't arouse any further suspicion. These people were cannibals, after all, so no one would be surprised if a cannibal was grumpy now and then, especially if they heard one of their people speaking gibberish.
