"Will you stop eating it," I growled. "No," Andrea said. She was sitting on the ground and chewing on some unidentifiable chunk of bull flesh. "It's a piece of meat from something a djinn summoned." "You don't know that." "Who else would send a bull made of fire to my house after I helped kill a djinn-possessed giant? Stop eating. It might have been a person," I told her. "I don't care." "Andrea! You don't know what this will do to the baby!" "It will make it nice and strong."