"Spam," Brian spat out.  "Shit Posing As Meat."  He'd shudder as he even thought about it, taking a moment to take another drink of mead.  "I'd have rathered cereal for all three meals than that crap.  Yuck."  Then she posed her question, and he had to give it some thought.  He tilted his head to the side, chewing a piece of steak as he thought about how to answer it.  "I don't know really," Brian finally said.  "She's just so...nice.  She's always smiling, always seems happy.  She's just got this...peacefulness to her.  That she's just content with her lot and I dunno.  I like her.  She's not like a lot of girls around here.  There are a few that're aggressive as hell."