Excuse you, annoying carnivorous jackass. Sam leveled his brother with a flat look, no longer certain he wanted to entertain every flight of fancy that brought a joke to mind. (Although, to be fair, he'd find that cabbage thing funny later.)

"That's the thing: I don't have one," he admitted, and while that was just like another dig at his brother, he felt kind of bad for this one. He'd only been charged with survival, with maintaining while the people around him were being forced to whatever. "So that kind of throws a monkey wrench in that theory," Sam said.