Nobody important. Strangers, far from ADI's watchful eye.

[Or well, as far as you can get while being in the same town.]

When I really want to devour something, I feast on an Avatar. They're strangely... delicious, as far as fear goes. They're so convinced they're above it, it's terrifying for them when they realize they're still little more than prey.

[She's so fine. So normal. Aelwyn says this like it's casual conversation.]

Hungry? For food, I mean, not fear.