Egg, ham, and cheese all slide and slip down Marius' face and hands as he eats, devouring the food as though it might disappear at any moment. It's warm and greasy, the way the best comfort food is. He begins to feel more human, the more he eats of it.

"What's MacBeth stew?" He asks, mouth full of food. Judging from the smirk on Rat's face, he probably doesn't want to know. But he finds himself more prone to curiosity, the longer he remains as a child.

He glances over at the pile of dishes in the sink and grins. If it weren't for his job at Tinturn Abbey, his own sink would look the same way.