Not foreigner

"Not foreigners." she said. Silika only seemed to have a vague grasp on how to speak the language as it didn't sound right aside for the brokenness of it. It sounded like something not of this world trying to communicate with being who wouldn't understand anything it said even 1 million years from now. She ate the berry she attempted to offer up as a peace offering and pointed all around and shrugged, not knowing where she was meant to go, and why this man feared and hated her as much as he did. "Help." she said but sounded more like heelup then help. She traced the mans movements trying to figure out what she could do to escape. She wasn't going to be captured again and she needed the forest to live so she was running out of options.