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"The Magisprits probably won't eat whatever they have here, then, if there's a possibility of the meat being otter or something like that," Seth said. He turned and headed back to the lake, dragging me with him. "What's this about, Seth?" "It might be water meat," he replied, switching back to our language. "We'll just eat our normal food." I could tell he wasn't happy about that; he was never fond of our diet of fruits and berries. Water meat was mostly what was available, and we weren't going to touch that.