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His expression shifts from one of apprehension to something softer, almost hopeful. So I stepped close to the tree again, he climbed down from the tree, his feet resting on my shoulders. We no longer stopped at trees to collect fruit, but Naira occasionally thrust his hips into the back of my head to signal me to keep walking. A bead of blood has welled up around the intrusion, a stark crimson against the greyish-white of the ash. Naira strung the fish together and hung them round my neck, he picked up the full gourd-bottles of water and climbed back on to my shoulders. His expression grew intense as he studied the patterns of the leaves and the arrangement of the branches. We no longer stopped at trees to collect fruit, but Naira occasionally thrust his hips into the back of my head to signal me to keep walking.