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He takes a sigh of relief the moment you pick up the fruit. Maybe for him the answer wasn't that obvious, afterall. They're all sweet and juicy, and while you stare at him you forget you actually don't know if eating them is safe or anything, also because you were pretty hungry. "Thanks..." you mutter with your mouth full, he nods, snorting at the same time with his stoic face and stands up. "Veex, uh poujh chea'ko neh yuknigeko". "I'm sorry...", you swallow your meal, "...I don't understand you". "Chea noox queko... unx upje fuhok, i'pp zo kivth zuyr", he says while walking out. "Wait, where are you going? Hey?", "Jhuch toko, xen'h quuro unch neijo, xen'h... xe unchhtinv jhamix! i fipp zo kivth zuyr, chea'pp zo juwo toko". "HEY!", you scream, but he already left.  As soon as he leaves the cave you try to loosen the knots around your wrists and ankles, when you notice that the pain is completely gone.

 "Damn it..." you sigh, then scream "DAMN IT!" That buffalo really knows how to tie someone up, and whatever he used to make these ropes with, they seem more resilient than they look. Judging by the signs on the ground he's been there before, it looks safe and dry, but you don't know who or what he is, nor what he wants to do with you.

You decide to... 

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