"Yeah. I get it. I mean, it's not like I went around advertising all of...that." How stupid he felt when Orc hit him and walked away. How worthless he felt burying that kid's body anyway. How dirty and needy he felt first eating rotting food and bottles of children's vitamins, then people's pets and the family of mice in the couch, then sometimes spiders and moths, before the agriculture system started yielding enough to live on. "But we won't talk about it again, alright?"