"You misunderstand," Alizome says evenly as Jules approaches. "I don't feel bad about eating her. I feel bad that it didn't have the same thrill as that lizardman back in the temple." She shrugs, and adds, "Whoever started it started it. We ended it. This far from civilization, hate to say, that's the important part. If you lose, it doesn't matter to the pile of manure you used to be whether or not you were in the right, eh?" Rolling her neck, she looks back at the other more recent arrival. "Sure enough, but for all of me I'd rather have a big salad with a slice of cake afterwards if I'm going to be overeating. The... interesting part," she flushes a little, "Was the extra-<span style="font-style: italic">pleasure</span>from eating a person that went over and beyond just having a really good meal. This, this didn't give me any of that. Pity, too. Maybe it would come out if I ate someone who I actually knew, or," she grins, "Something where there was a little... risk? Involved. Hard to say, really."