Just like Jimmy suspected, either the tribesfolk or his own friends could not go through the large fish in front of them.
Most could barely stomach eating half of their meal, except for Eni, who somehow ate a total of three pounds, and even more impressive, she didn't seem as bloated and immobile as the rest of them were. She even outperformed some of the biggest, most muscular men around her, which at this point seemed impossible.
"If I thought you'd get this hungry, I would've brought more food with us." Jimmy said.
"You brought plenty," She smiled at him, and wiped the smudges away from her chin, and lips. "We still have plenty of dino meat to snack on later, on our way home."
"Amazing…" He expressed. "You're a hell of a woman, Eni, you know that?"
Catching up with what he was trying to say, she added, "Why? Because I can eat more than you? That's not my fault. Field Runners burn through food a lot faster than you slow pokes."
