Jack is unfolding it from the basket he'd kept it in, between the bucket seats in the front of the van. "Hmm? Oh. A lizard thing with fur and blue scales. It was very interesting looking, but I think it will probably mostly taste like chicken. The meat had that kind of smell. There is also pepper and something that looks like potato but tastes like squash. I think it tastes pretty good."

He's just glad John is talking, because not-talking is so much worse. He's mostly reconnected with Serph, he thinks, but John is still uncertain. Especially when John has clearly not been bathing much. It concerns him that John isn't taking care of himself. Feeding him is, at least, as much of an attempt to look after him as a way to re-established some kind of normalcy.