"Yeah, I know." He eyes off the sushi trundling slowly past. "But still."

He looks down at his hands briefly. Still human enough, compared to the rest of him, but there isn't a single part of him that passably resembles his old self. "Obligate cannibal, sure. But I don't- want to. It's. A personal Rule. 'cos I'm... fuck it, sure, I'm scared. That if I get back on the humanitarian diet I won't know how to stop. The only thing I associate the taste with is There, and I don't want to give that any more of a foothold than it's already got."