[He laughs, but there's no amusement in it. It's a startled, harsh sort of sound.]

God, Jem, no. We never went that far, ever. We wouldn't even eat the stray dogs that followed us around. More heart than sense sometimes.

[When they weren't... killing brutally... but they tried to stick to food, at least, and weren't impervious to puppy eyes.]

It's about - well. About Petre, though.