( he appreciates the complete faith in his absolute depravity. it's very sweet.

but it isn't enough to earn him a straight answer. )

Well, if they're plannin' to starve you to death anyway, then I need to decide how many days I should give you before I turn you into a nice supplementary meal. Wouldn't want to waste a soul as good as yours.

( have a dickish one instead. he's only partially joking. )