Cerulean Cape all are equal in the eyes of the reaper

"yummy" he joked through now clenched teeth, the sarcasm dripping from his tongue as he turned to face her all too amused face. he was glad at least one of them was enjoying this. "taste like the water" he answered, snout motioning to the waves that crashed beside them.

"and it's chewy" he tacked on after a beat, the elastic consistency having surprised him more than anything else. he wondered if perhaps it tasted better alive, and that somehow death and air had corrupted it's flavor.