[If the words general store weren't currently escaping her, she could try to explain that she'd found her way there yesterday, and that she'd been told - or, more accurately, had it pantomimed to her - that the food there was plentiful and safe. But she hasn't eaten since yesterday, she's been getting a lot of exercise, and she hasn't yet found anything to hunt with - which is to say, she's feeling a lot less picky than she normally would, and she normally isn't very picky at all. She'll follow.]
Tártaros?
[She floats the word in her own language as they walk - not really expecting him to understand her any more than she understands him, but giving it a go anyway.]
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Tártaros?
[She floats the word in her own language as they walk - not really expecting him to understand her any more than she understands him, but giving it a go anyway.]
Háidēs?