Be it grass, fruit, or beasts, whatever you eat, you have to live its part.

[Really he should've expected that kind of reaction, but he normally just gets angry about it and doesn't let himself cry. In fact, other than seeing his reflection in the lake when he was really young, he's never actually seen someone cry before. While he tries to figure out what to do, he notices he's still wearing the mask. It isn't cold enough to need it anymore, so he tugs at the knot and the strip of cloth comes unwrapped, revealing his face with black smudges under his eyes. Okay, that killed a minute, but he still has no idea what to do.]