"Dark magic rituals or whatever," Kenny shrugged. His parents let some dumb cult perform magic spells on them around the time he was conceived. They were completely drunk at the time and don't remember the details, so he didn't know too much about it.
"But were you seriously just going to leave my body there? I wouldn't at least chopped it up and tossed it into the river or something." Not that it mattered, though. He was alive. And even if he wasn't, he was pretty sure his body would've been found anyway.
"Eh, whatever. I'm hungry and you've wasted my time long enough. Later."