“Are you finally going to try rat?” Medes stood on the stone table before Kier, who looked forlornly at the wooden empty plate between them.

“I hope not,” said Kier.

“I could go for some squirrels.”

“How about some deer?”

“Sure. Make me bigger and I’ll hunt some deer.”

Kier bit his lower lip nervously. “I didn’t really like the hungry look you gave me last time I did that.