"We are all animals," she said, her voice calm, as she looked at him.
Mr. Valen grabbed the fork with his little, chubby hands, his voice measured as he replied. "I think I heard my teacher talking about this, but I don't remember, human evolution, we were fucking monkey men-"
"Bang!"
The lady suddenly slammed her hand on the wooden table, the candlelight flickering strongly, but her face remained hidden in the dark.
"How many times must I repeat myself? Your words reflect your mental state. Never speak like prey," she spoke, her voice drowning out the faint chirping of birds, the hissing of snakes, and the growls of predatory animals.
In all this, Mr. Valen remained completely still, watching her, and when her breath calmed down, he spoke, "My apologies, Mother," and continued eating.
