Stavanger Bay You ask me to enter

"I could not agree more," Osprey called out to the man and added a nervous smile, while her eyes were studying the man and mind worked on the difficult mathematics of probability that she would be able to escape with her hide as whole. She had met great many people during her life and therefore this brute did not stick to her as someone strange and odd. Rather scary and untalkative, but he was not the first one and definitely not the last one she would come accross.

"Those - should taste better," she explained. "Just have a good sniff at them and rule out those, which taste like shit." She kept to herself the fact that the shitty ones could also be poisonous. One brute less in the world - there would be more weaklings to survive.