Gyrus re-evaluated things in light of what he'd heard. So both Deas and the squirrel, who seemed familiar somehow, had previous vore experience. Funny, he'd never have pegged the squirrel as a pred. Well, from how friendly Deas was, alcoholically inspired or not, maybe she could be persuaded to end up in someone's stomach again rather than being the stomach someone ended up in.<br/><br/>Oh well, even if he couldn't scare up a co-operative meal, he could still have some friendly conversation and a drink. He grinned at the bunny, then moved to talk to the squirrel. "You know, I'm certain I know you from somewhere, but I can't think where...It's been bugging me, Miss...?"