“I guess they weren’t exaggerating when they called you a binge eater.”

“That lusciously alluring taste… Just one bite, and you’ll be instantly hooked.”

“I’m not the one who’s wrong. What’s wrong… is the world.”

“I’ve been told to take you back alive. But you know… Before I do that, I think I’ll help myself to a couple of fingers, an arm, or maybe even a leg or two… You don’t mind, do you?”

“I’m begging you… don’t make me a killer.”

“As someone who’s neither human nor ghoul, I am all alone.”

“That scent… I’s something I’ve never smelled before, but it seems so welcoming… A sweet aroma, like Mom’s home-cooking…”