[Wow he did more than just fry and sauce them! Not much more given the street food nature of this but still. He waves his spatula at Azem.]

Not meant for eating? Hardly! Man has found a way to eat nigh all that has flesh.

[His puts his free hand to his chin. Lahabrea, huh...? He glances down at where Ifrit-egi is silently keeping his pan hot.]

Is that so? This one is patterned after a primal, a... false god summoned by desperate people. The real thing is much larger. [A grin.] But 'tis terribly cute like this, no?