Despite the lingering effects of her rage at the Dhani's presence Siiri was still surprised at Revy's lack of hesitation, or even revulsion, at eating the freshly cut heart, although she hid her reaction well. Outsiders usually found the Myrians' ritualized cannibalism to be a horrific practice, lending to their savage reputation. The human mercenary readily tore out a chunk of the tough organ with her teeth, swallowing it with hardly a grimace as if she was used to taking in such exotic meat as a meal. The act only made her raise her opinion of the woman.
She would fit in well among us, she thought pensively.
Her currently level of proficiency in fighting leaves much room for improvement, but that could easily be remedied by those Myrians who would be eager to test her skills. Which is everyone back home. Carsten's refusal was far more the norm, though Siiri did not know how to respond to his words. She did not know whether to be insulted or not, but she decided to take it as the man not knowing the ways of her people. In truth, she truly did not expect the both of them to accept the bloody heart, assuming they would find eating such a thing disgusting. Perhaps Revy's eagerness to eat her piece was some form of adaptation to her environment, by doing the things her Myrian hosts would do themselves, but Carsten unwillingness to accept the grisly prize was more of what Siiri expected from a human's reaction, even if his reasons confused her. To her, the Dhani being dead was all that mattered.
"Our people believe that consuming the enemy's heart and brain allows one to gain its strength," Siiri said to the man instead, taking back his share.
"It is a practice that dates back to when the Goddess-Queen ascended to take the place of Her weak and foolish predecessor." She took the piece of heart to where Garou was busily skinning the feral piglet, impaling it on one of the many sticks the Myrian scout had jabbed into the ground.
"Perhaps roasted pig would suit your tongue better. But if you change your mind, the offer still stands. To the victors go the spoils, after all. My companions no doubt feel envy that the two of you get to feed on the snake's source of power while they have to content themselves to tasting its flesh. Not everyone get to eat Dhani around here." Siiri wiped her bloodstained hands on the seat of her short trousers, pulling out one of her serrated knives once she was done.
"Be at ease; there should be no more danger from the jungle. For now, I must confer with Onna." And with that, the leader of the Myrians turned from the two humans and headed towards her two archers, though she did make a detour back to the Dhani's corpse to collect its fangs - those that were still whole and undamaged from the beating she had given it, at least. Kai seemed to be back on her feet now, if a little wobbly. Onna was wrapping a makeshift bandage around the girl's head.
OOCYou two can RP between yourselves for now, or we can end this thread if you like. There's a bit of XP to gain still if you want to assist Garou in Skinning and Cooking the piglet, but I'm okay with ending it here.