“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” “Doubtful,” I replied. “What are you thinking?” The lion lowered his head and fixed the alien with a hungry stare. “I’m thinking we should eat him.” “Wha— No! He saved us.” “From rain. He tied us up and threw us around because of the rain.” “More like a monsoon.” “It was rude and he should pay for his crimes. Besides, look at him. I’ve never eaten…whatever that is before.”
