I savor and chew the meat up, but I cannot help but look towards Asher in surprise; what the hell did he just do? Is he feeding me human flesh? I mean, I cannot complain about such gourmet meat, but I wonder if that is a good idea on his part.
However I soon realize what he is up to, for this taste is not meager like the other humans, and if their meat is already succulent as is, this one…this one is pass what words are capable of describing as.
And I had such taste before… and when suspicious I smell the air I catch a faint odor of his blood, fresh blood, and understand what happened.
For he used his own blood as a sort of sauce for the food.
He ate while I put two and two together, and once I realize what he has done he puts his fork down and speaks to me: