Ersiab is still eager to have its fill. Placing a tendril on its chin, the alien ponders aloud. “Well, this is an ‘eat or be eaten’ world. Yes? Well, we Sim’maberrs can sustain ourselves either way. Tell me... what do<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>like to eat?” The creature glances back and forth between the human boy and elf woman.