He was sitting in the hall wiith a dead cow sliced open in front of him
Welp-at least it's not a person-
"What are you doing!?"
"Making food."
"That's-not how that works-"
"Oh??"
"No...well-first off we don't really kill animals ourselves anymore...someone else does it and then we buy the meat. And even if you were to kill the animal, you don't do it inside."
She sighs
"And I'm assuming the others saw you do this?"
"Yea?"
"sarcastically Wonderful."
"Yes!"
"oooooook-well-we're going to have to clean this up."
