Rat groans and kisses Marius where he can, dazed and thrilled. "There are worse ways to make up," he says. Shamelessly, Rat flops his new, slighter body into the mattress next to Marius and wraps around him now.

As he settles, Rat hears a tiny rumble and realizes it's from his own stomach.

"God," he says, not actually sorry. "We better feed ourselves."