The Ashrelle remained polite, but honest to the fact under other circumstances she wouldn't have prevented the loner's hide from being beat. What grace she had to speak it all in such a way, and inquire of his well fair without being or even seeming rude was beyond him. Though he'd guess it was likely by her nature.
The gray and cinnamon flecked loner offered a nod to the knowledge. He seemed to realize what it could have came to, so the Lyall didn't feel need to say more. In truth Renier felt some pity for him as well. He wondered what else he had been through to be so thin, and temporarily lose his wits. Whatever it was, least he was more aware, and easily supplied Enoki with an answer. Two weeks. He could feel his own stomach pinch. It was a long time, and just a rabbit that probably been winter killed. He was sure he could see where Enoki was going with this. In the past he would have scoffed at the idea, what kind of man was he to do nothing? If he'd been down on his luck, which he had a time or two, a kind stranger would have been appreciated. With his mind made up his gaze shifted to his pack mate, then this Latif.
"Well, sounds to me like you need one, and since you meant no harm I will go get you something to eat myself." He tipped his head to the pair, and left before much argument could be given. He had caught a decent sized turkey yesterday, and had tucked it away. He was sure it was probably frowned on to share resources, he felt it was his to give. It would give the two a moment without another pair of ears.