He knew all right, he'd been more than happy to feed on the aftermath like a vulture. R wondered if it would've mattered if he'd been able to see Aunamee's face then. From what he could feel with his fingers, there hadn't been much of a face left after Wyatt finished with him.

R stared and then after a moment he nodded slowly. The bits of flesh jiggled with the movement, water tripping down what was left of his top teeth to splatter to his lap.

You'll do it again.

He let out another rattling breath escape out the new cavity in his face. After a moment, he reached down and patted the soggy root next to him, inviting Wyatt to sit.