"Ah."

He bites into a sweet bun of his own, chewing industriously as he considers this.

"Well," he says, "I'm sure I'll feel coherent enough after this -- " He wiggles the bun from side to side. " -- and a cup of tea once it's ready. Which do you think the ravens will like more, the sweet buns or the savory ones?"

"Savory," says Kieran promptly. "They're carrion birds."

"...Right. So they are."