Sawtooth Spire squalor

Did he realize he was standing on his brother's head? No. Had he been cognizant of it, would he have stopped? Still no. He was unresponsive to his brother's cry of distress, crawling over him even as Sitamat tried to move away from him. Finally, he shoved away from the squirming mass, depositing himself next to Malrok, to reach the source of food and nutrition. If he had disrupted his brother's feast, he had no idea. Not that that would have stopped him.