His kills are never as graceful as hers -- it was only very recently that he learned to bring down small animals without an explosion of feathers or fur -- but they are efficient; the animal is dead while its legs are still up in the air. Blood stains the leaves and the grass and his sharp, gleaming teeth.

Omega pulls Blue in and kisses her with the blood still on his tongue.

Whether that took the edge off or put a whole new one back on is too soon to say, but he's high on adrenaline and gratification and having here here with him for the very first kill he's made since Isla Sorna could be enough to carry him all the way up the mountain in a single breath.