"Maybe you would have killed another pig."
"Not this time. I waited too long to feed and was truly out of strength. Rarely, have I felt this bad. I felt weak, without energy, and my senses were leaving me."
Just like me, I thought.
"You saved me. Why did you do that?" continued Blake confused.
Because we are friends" I declared as I sought a new point of understanding and complicity with him.
"Meaning?".
"I like you, I care about you and you do the same for me. A bit like you and Peter. You helped him when he was dying and then he helped you by saving me from Will" I explained with embarrassment at my own statements.
"I didn"t help Peter. I only did what suited me. I could use the
