+1 Wendigo.

[alostranger]

...No I don't understand why eating people is so popular.

Don't make this a hook to try and get people interested either.[pantomiming] "Oh oho ho that's totally something... [he can't finish]

It's not about that. I should be spending time thinking about Reggie and how to thank her - not thinking about a change in diet.

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[badcampingtrip]

That really does sound like the beginning of a bad joke, Paul

[alostranger]

[One hand up - considering. Then.] It's not dirty is it?

[Sometimes being stuck out in the wilderness. It makes him slow.]

[badcampingtrip]

[She narrows her eyes, playfully scrutinizing him.]

Only vaguely.

[alostranger]

[One hand reaches out for hers] I hope it's very dirty. [his own smile is hesitant, a little shy.] I'd hate to be making a joke out of myself for no reason.

[badcampingtrip]

[She grin impishly as she curls her hand into his.]

But you're cute when you do.

[alostranger]

[He hesitates, pulling her close. every movement is tentative she smells fantastic.

Still.]

What did I do to deserve someone like you in my life.

[badcampingtrip]

[She steps easily into him, her fingers play absently with a button on his shirt.]

Be impeccably lucky and get lost in the forest. Could have happened to anyone.

[sempiternally]

[Oh Jesus Christ not another person who enjoys eating another person. This is the second guy he's come across who's all about that shit.]

What are you talking about? It's the only thing we can eat. And don't say people, say Soylent Green. It's what we call it now.

[alostranger]

You eat people. [He snorts]

...It's a trend. It must be the next - what. Hannah Montana.

[sempiternally]

Oh yeah, three times a day.

And any pop teen sensation really. Society has shitty taste.

[alostranger]

[His smile widens into something feral.] ...You're sick.

[there's a long pause at that, before he runs his fingers through his hair as beads of sweat trickle down his forehead] ...Why. God...

[sempiternally]

[That smile. What the fuck? And he's unwell?] I'm sick?

[There's an undertone of confusion in his voice the second things got strange.] Uh, I wouldn't be able to answer that for you.

[alostranger]

Well you said you ate people.

[Never mind that he has. He's not proud of it. Hasn't embraced it yet.] No?

[bonvivant]

A matter of taste, I suppose.

[Yes he's hilarious.]

[alostranger]

[Snort. His eyes narrow and he steps back - his posture less human and more...animal in nature. One predator sensing another despite his not being aware of it.]

Does that say that people are ...gourmet or that they're savage predators?

[bonvivant]

Both kinds exist, I imagine. [And he puts himself firmly in the gourmet category.] It's a complex issue.

[alostranger]

And you've made some sort of study of this. Seemingly so calm about it.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Probably because people are tasty.

[alostranger]

...But. You look and end up gross. [or a bad punch line to a bad joke.]

[ofdrumsthesound]

Not especially. And I'm already deranged, so why not keep it up?

[alostranger]

...Good luck with that.

[He'd like to at least try be normal thanks.]

[ofdrumsthesound]

You don't approve?

Why not? You're not sane yourself, if you're considering cannibalism.

[brothertragedy]

... forgive me if I've misunderstood, but— is your mundane trying to turn you into a cannibal?

[alostranger]

[How best to phrase it.]

...Wendigo.

[He who keeps man in his place]

[brothertragedy]

... not a term I'm familiar with, I'm afraid.

Could you explain it?