[As grisly as it was, Ico forced himself to watch. He watched the way Fenris cut into it, learning his techniques. His jaw clenched, but he did not say a word about it.]

Thank you, this is plenty. You'll stay here, right? We put the meat up there, in the ice so it'll keep it cold. [He pointed up before he began carefully wrapping the meat.] Can you cut any animal in the same way?

[He looked at the fox, wondering if he could use what he just learned on it.]