The honey badger tasted like something that had been absorbing Infinity for a very long time and had not wasted any of it.
Noah ate voraciously, the hunger of this place pressing against him with a directness that his cultivated existence had never permitted, every bite landing with the satisfaction of something the body was insisting upon rather than requesting. Beside him, Eon, Ubergulden Adelheid, ate more carefully, with the composure of a being who had more composure available to her at baseline, but ate consistently, her golden Source expression stabilizing visibly with each piece consumed.
They kept their eyes on the surrounding dark.
