Night simply couldn't understand what Edward was doing, neither did she knew from which tribe the man in front of her was from. Every word and every move Light made only confused her but also evoked her curiosity.
"Light, I won't leave, for now, I want to see what you are doing?"
'I have been busy since I came here, trying to win your favor and yet you are thinking about eventually leaving me behind? I understand your apprehension which is your basic survival instinct but I guess I should take this as an improvement over you leaving me immediately. I'll just need to dazzle you so much that you won't leave me….hehehehe'
His mind was busy making up ideas to further his goals and daydream.
After picking up a pile of dry firewood from around, Edward double-check everything that he needed for his next step, making sure he was really ready. Edward knew this would take a bit longer as he wasn't trained in this exactly so he needed to occupy Night and avoid her getting bored and leaving.
"Night, it'll take me a moment. Why don't you skin the rabbit meanwhile?"
He laid the hay on the wooden stick, his left hand on the "wood drill", and his right hand began to pull the bow back and forth.
'The following move will affect the progress of human civilization in this era, or to bring them directly into the civilized era. It is really indispensable.... this will become something very important.'
For Night, a fire was something she had no knowledge about. All they knew was that fire was something strong and all-consuming. It consumed and destroyed everything it touched.
It was not surprising that they were not aware of the uses of fire. Even during the 21st century where mankind has already entered the space age, there were tribes in the jungles of Amazon and Papua New Guinea that still lived in the age of sticks and stones.
"Light, I don't want to skin the rabbit, I want to see what you are doing!"
Night put the rabbit aside and sat opposite of him.
'What a curious girl. No wonder it was this kind of curiosity that advanced the prehistoric humans.'
Glancing at the legs she did not close together, Edward quickly turned his head to the side.
'This... has already gone for too long, this... the way she cares not for her posture or clothes, can't the other savage men not see this? No, I have to dress you up later, but before that, I must let you stay away from me lest you start to fear what I am about to do.'
Edward hadn't realized it but he was starting to apply modern logic to someone from prehistoric time. Posture or clothes? Why would prehistoric people even care for that?
"Well if you really insist on seeing this, I'll advise you to be careful. Don't be afraid and no one is angry or anything okay? It's just me doing something."
Edward moved and sat down at one side before getting to work.
Edward's right hand quickly pulled the bow and drilled back and forth, and his left hand pressed the auger to increase the friction. This method used to be done in the wild camping trips back at Earth. It was just a game of self-sufficiency for himself, but at this moment this was something that would change history for the people of this era.
As soon as the smoke rose, Edward looked at Night nervously, for fear of scaring her away.
The smoke grew bigger and bigger, and soon a small group of red charcoal fire appeared in the pit. The beautiful eyes of the Night were rounded. Her breathing turned rapid as her naked chest moved in a rhythmic motion. Her hands were on her chest yet she felt like she couldn't stop her rising excitement. Even if she didn't understand the facts but she felt what was happening in front of her was like a miracle.
'Damnit, the way her chest is moving…. Why are you breathing so fast? Stop brain. Go away bad thoughts. FOCUS BRAIN!'
Edward physically forced himself to tear his eyes away from her and resumed his focus. Soon enough his efforts bore fruit. Embers started to appear on the dry grass. Gentle Edward blew on it. Next thing there was a small ember of a fire.
A mix of fear and surprise appear on Night's face as she jumped back a little. Edward saw her wide-eyed and quickly decided to explain.
"Night….."
He didn't knew how to explain it so he gathered his thoughts before continuing. The fire was something simple for modern people. Even so, just like the transition of the Paleolithic Age to the New Stone Age and yet it took millions of years for humans to discover their path. From their perspective, this was nothing short of a miracle so her reaction was justified.
"Night, spit on it," said Edward, squirming his mouth and slowly spit towards the pit.
Night was puzzled, but she just followed along.
"Good! You look at me..."
The embers were very light and fragile. After both of them spat on the pit, the embers had eventually died down.
"I can make a fire or stop the fire. I can make this…. Fire god angry or drive them away. You can do it too, do you understand? Look what happened after you spitted? Just follow my steps and you'll be fine."
"Water kills god?" Her face showed her understanding as she reached a logical conclusion.
"Yes, water kills fire. You don't have to fear it. You'll do okay."
Edward couldn't help but rub his nose against her nose and sniffed her just how she sniffed her back. His mind wandered with the thought about laying with this girl but he realized that he was just acting like a horny teenager.
'I'm beyond being a horny teenager. What is wrong with me? Maybe… just maybe I too changed coming into this era? Did my body change or am I making excuses?'
Edward could only wonder in silence.