Oberon asked. No, Oberon, I told him via our mental link. You're only the second companion I've done that with. Some people--and some creatures--don't handle long lives very well. It changes them for the worse. But you just keep getting better, buddy. I briefly glanced at the slobbery hunk of beef underneath Oberon's paw. No thanks; I'm full. I'll tell you some other night, okay? It's a story in itself.