"So what?" The chief of the cannibal's deep voice resounded in the 'dining room'.
"If there's enough food to go around, you won't have the need to kill others anymore." Uriel explained, thinking that maybe he didn't understand.
"That's not how it works. Maybe at first I would have taken you up on the offer, eating our kin was disgusting and painful, we all experienced it," He took a look around at his men and then continued. "we ate because we had to, because we needed to make sure as many of us would survive until someone came to rescue us, but time passed and no one came."
"I came." Uriel replied shortly but the man ignored him.