I'd expected, with a tall, brawny man that Gannicus would condescend to me at every step. Instead, he lets me cut through the pieces myself, helping me along. I won't call it a kindness that he's teaching me how to properly do the job but I see a kindness in his manner.

Strange, how quickly I can think of this carcass as meat. In a few strokes of the blade, I'm looking at shanks and chops and wishing I could afford some of what I'll be selling.

"If you show me how, I'll do that."