"With our full group," he said, looking down at her. "You don't need to be."

There were enough fight-happy big game hunters in the group going to Pulse to take out a herd of these things without Aerith needing to go near to one that was uncooked. She'd done her bit by volunteering for something she was uncomfortable with, but when all was said and done, none of those present would need to hunt at any point, unless disaster befell them all.

With her all right, in spite of her understandable squeamishness, Even turned back to the two at the carcass and walked over. The smell was offensive. The heavy coppery stench of blood, the unmistakable stink of large herbivore and, it had to be said, the pervading odour of its half-digested last meal were enough to make Even very unhappy about being in close proximity to it.

"Since it's his people funding the mission that this training is for," Even said.