This is not how humans eat. Not normal humans. Please don't use him as a model of how to human. Especially as he's cracking the smaller bones between his teeth to get at the marrow. It's not blood, but it's the second best thing.
But Balthiel has a suite of organs that can allow him to eat just about anything, and it's better to have food now than wait and hold out on the slim promise of something better, in a strange place.
He'd thought this was an old Man of Iron, but they did talk and didn't slather blood on them for fuel--probably only because the Abominable Intelligences that designed them hadn't been that creative. But it was some sentient creature in a strange place and he was not trying to start writing an enemies list just yet. Especially not one that would just stand by and watch him crunch through some sort of rodent.
Balthiel turns when the other does, in the same direction. 'Ranodon' he thought, at first, one of the big vicious lizards of his homeworld. And him naked, without a weapon.
Well, not entirely weaponless. He still has his gifts. "Get back," he says, quietly, and takes a moment, and a breath, to start gathering power, hoping he can do it before the thing lunges.
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But Balthiel has a suite of organs that can allow him to eat just about anything, and it's better to have food now than wait and hold out on the slim promise of something better, in a strange place.
He'd thought this was an old Man of Iron, but they did talk and didn't slather blood on them for fuel--probably only because the Abominable Intelligences that designed them hadn't been that creative. But it was some sentient creature in a strange place and he was not trying to start writing an enemies list just yet. Especially not one that would just stand by and watch him crunch through some sort of rodent.
Balthiel turns when the other does, in the same direction. 'Ranodon' he thought, at first, one of the big vicious lizards of his homeworld. And him naked, without a weapon.
Well, not entirely weaponless. He still has his gifts. "Get back," he says, quietly, and takes a moment, and a breath, to start gathering power, hoping he can do it before the thing lunges.