"Right, Valdis. I saw the pictures."

But Valdis had not seemed to feel good about it, because Valdis is not a hunter in the same way the two of them are. And honestly, Siffleur's pleasure at his own death is... unsettling, temporary or not, and that does something to temper the urge to tear out his throat right now.

The idea of being like him is terrifying to her. She doesn't know if she wants to eat him or not.

"Why do you like that?"