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Riley (stickittotheman) wrote in light_of_may,

With her mouth full of food Jo could only chortle at Sam's accusation. Of course wolves defended wolves, and of course the fairytales about big bad wolves were probably just bad press. She swallowed her food and shoved another mouthful in there after, still visibly amused. Sam's scars didn't bother Jo; they never had. He'd always had them, as far as she could remember, they'd always been another part of him, and she had always liked all of him quite a lot. Even the scars. No reason not to.

"What, years upon years of only a select few people in the world refusing to eat pork?" It made no sense. Sam had to know that made no sense. Shrugging, she pushed a bacon strip into her mouth, pulling it in bit by bit as Sam made a dramatic display of another strip of bacon. Placing her elbows on the table Jo leaned forward, propping her chin up with her hands. She narrowed her eyes, feigning an expression of scientific curiosity. "Do you think we taste good? As good? Better? Like wolf or like people? What do you think. Sammy?"