The beastmen of the tribe never eat these organs and offal—they think it's filthy and always throw it away.
And she's actually going to cook with it?
And cook it for herself, no less...
Kian Sterling just felt a wave of nausea, his expression complicated as he looked at her.
Luna Sutton didn't know what he was thinking, but she could pretty much guess from his face.
She didn't care, and with a smile, explained, "Kian, don't be fooled by how stinky these pig intestines seem. If you clean them well and cook them right, they're actually super tasty! I guarantee you'll want more after you try."
Kian's mouth twitched again. He really struggled to imagine how these reeking pig intestines could taste good.
He just didn't believe it.
He was a Fox-Beast, after all; his sense of smell was born sharp, incredibly sensitive to all kinds of scents.
How did she expect him to eat something that stank so much?
If it were before, he'd have turned around and left without another word.
