"Nice to meet you Marianne, Kit," Iki nodded to the two.  Rummaging around to find something to dish the stew into, Iki frowned for a moment.<br/>"Alright, a terrible thought just occurred to me.  We have no idea what lives here right?  And given the unsavory attitude of those thugs we just dealt with, we have no clue what they're willing to eat.  So in that case, we have no idea what could be in this stew, things that might rightly gross us the hell out once we find out.  So unless one of us here is good at finding this stuff out, we're dealing with mystery meat and liquids."<br/><br/>Looking at the pot, Iki sighed out loud.<br/>"But we're too damn hungry and it smells good.  We don't have many enviable choices.  I'll take a small bite.  If I start acting weird, that's a good sign that this would be a no no."<br/>Grabbing the laddle, Iki took a small taste of it, eating a small piece of the meat he had found floating in it.