Critters of the land scattered through the nearby bushes as they walked by; Emilio caught sight of what looked like a dog-sized squirrel climbing a tree, though only for a moment as he continued on.
"Earlier, you said something about us being "hunted" if we stuck around too long. What did you mean?" Emilio asked.
Maverick walked closer to the two, speaking quieter as he responded, "...Well, I've made it sound like you both are the only two other people on this island, right? Well, that's not entirely the truth."
"Huh? What're you talking about?" Emilio asked, looking at the man.
"I wasn't lying, trust me. The thing is, the people that live on this island, well…They really have it out for humans. Or rather, they love them–by that, I mean they find us delicious," Maverick explained with wry laughter.
"Delicious?" Everett said.
Emilio quickly, and unfortunately, understood what was being implied, "Cannibals? There are cannibals on this island?"
