Chapter 372: Biding Time
While Elmo hadn't a clue as to what the 'tutorial' was about, he did at least find that it was rather informative. He doubted that it'd help him get out of here quickly, but he at least considered that he'd be able to figure out a few things that he could do with... whatever system he had.
Jarvinia seemed to be willing to let him do his own thing, even though she was nearly constantly at his 'side' for whatever he might possibly want or need. Elmo was pretty sure she was assigned this task rather than having volunteered for it, unless she hadn't been given all the details before she'd volunteered. He had to at least consider that as a possibility.
His assumption on that fact was based solely on how she looked at Elmo in regards to the other orcs around them. If she had her preferences, she'd have likely killed Elmo as soon as look at him, but with the orc 'elders' having taken an interest in him, that helped keep him safe enough that he could at least observe these events without having gotten stabbed already. Even though he was pretty sure each orc was getting ready for the moment where Elmo would lose that protection.
After their initial conversation, she hardly seemed inclined to speak to him. Though, she did understand him, since when he'd ask for something like food or water, she'd be quick to fill that request. Although, when it came to 'food,' what he'd get was up for debate on whether or not it really was edible for humans. For orcs, it was clearly edible, but Elmo couldn't say if the 'elders' here would realized the difference on why Elmo might need something else to eat. At least in part.
Though, so far Elmo found that if he suppressed his gag reflex enough, most of what he'd been brought was actually edible. Though, a few of the bugs had shells that Elmo wasn't able to bite into himself. For those, he had to give those back to Jarvinia, feeling a little uneasy with how she scowled at him for having returned the 'food.'
Elmo wasn't sure how much time passed. The light in the cavern never seemed to dim, even though it felt like it was natural light. Which meant that they were either getting that light from a rather high altitude, or time seemed to have slowed down in the area that they were in.
Either of which, Elmo was pretty sure he wasn't going to like the reason for the constant light. Not that there was much here that he liked anyway.
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The camp was as indefensible as Patricia had said. While they could build a wall, it wasn't like there wasn't other ways to get around them. Plus, to build the walls, they'd have to remove trees from the area. Or at least they would if they wanted any sizable walls that could offer real defense.