"Thyrvi, you've got to try to be quieter," I say, turning back to my bear. She freezes, something that I think is a toad squished in one paw, halfway to her mouth. I close my eyes. "You have to take this seriously." There's the sound of chewing. "I am. I will eviscerate all enemies." "And toads?" "I was hungry." "You're always hungry." "So would you be, if you were as mightily proportioned as I am."
