*Alger idly wonders if Nahad would taste better than the sashimi he had tried, and can't help it as pictures of rice and Teryiaki sauce appear in his head.  His stomach had already been emptied of Damion, and he was hungry again.  Normally he wouldn't have considered eating a fish, as he had had a bad expierience with it before, but then, Nahad was different.  He stared intently at the little fish*