When people are put in a predicament, they say they manifest their nature.

"I'm gonna kill you."

That time when the wolf attacked me and I was dying.

I had a good understanding.

That I will be eaten and killed after this.

In fact, if I hadn't been able to produce a gun, I would have been digested in a wolf's belly and pulled out of my ass by now.

That's about all I knew.

But my heart was not thwarted by such a predicament.

Even though I understood my death, I did not cower, but stared at them.

Not begging for life, etc.

I was only thinking about taking you on the road.

I am.

I felt like I had a glimpse of something called my nature.