As the giant turns around and starts walking down the path again, Jennifer starts looking around at the vegetation again. Much of it looks more colorful than anything she has ever seen, but some of it has an unappealing smell, causing her to instinctively look away.
As she looks away, she catches a glimpse of the fruit in his other hand. She notices that they resemble blue strawberries without seeds, yet they grew on a tall tree. Also, she takes note of the smell. Despite how they look, the scent resembles that of a cantaloupe. It certainly smells appealing to her, especially given recent events.
"What kind of evolutionary quirk is this place?" Jennifer mutters to herself.
As she wraps her head around this, the giant starts walking up a narrow path, only wide enough for him. It was well-worn, having been up here so many times before. It was a long climb, but he gets to the top of the mountain quickly. Once there, he sets her on a rock, puts the fruit nearby, and walks to the ledge.
Once she is let down, Jennifer starts looking around again. She notices that the place is cluttered with certain stereotypical islander paraphernalia, some scaled for him and some for normal people. Seeing all of this, she is starting to wonder what he has been doing and who else is on the island. As though she would find the answer on the ledge, she walks next to him and looks over, seeing a plume of smoke from another beach.
As he sees the smoke of the natives, he starts pounding his chest and roaring loudly. This is his indication that he is satisfied with his present, even though he knows that they weren't responsible for it. This display alone causes him to sprout his erection, loving the feeling of being an alpha.
As he makes his display, she looks up at him with unquestionable lust. She hears the natives chanting in the distance, knowing what it means. As though to indicate her own satisfaction, she follows suit, also pounding her chest and giving out a Tarzan-like yell. All of this seems to make her horny as well.