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Leva carried Pif's body using her shoulders. The skinny young man didn't move and only limped after he had fallen asleep on Leva's chest. It seemed, for Pif, that sexual activity was more energy-draining than running or mining.

"What is wrong with him?" Seb, still sitting and chatting with the three members of the Redtooth tribe, asked.

Leva stopped her steps. "We just did…."

"Don't tell me what you did just now!" I cut off Leva's words. It could be noisy if anyone found out, especially since Seb had almost done that with the red-haired woman.

"Ah…." Leva scratched her head. "We were just playing catch and he was tired."

Seb raised an eyebrow, but Leva ignored it and walked again to put Pif into the shelter.