The fact that he remained on his knees as he held out the eel made it look like he was making an offering. This goddess would prefer a steak, thanks. I shuddered, holding up my hands. “I’m good! Really!” I patted my round stomach. “Plenty of stored calories to keep me going. No need to eat… that! You enjoy. Urk.” I put a hand over my mouth, swallowing the lump in my throat that burned like bile. “I can catch more. I will feed you.” “Yea… no.” I shook my head, backing away. “I’m not really a fan of raw seafood,” I cast a skeptical glance towards the water, “or sewer food. Whatever this is. I’ll
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