"Yo kid, Halloween isn't until October s the elf costume's gotta wait."
Flees in terror behind the closest wall and peeks out behind the corner trembling. This human was huge, what horrors could he deal?
"W, What is Halloween? I wear no costume… I am scrawny and not tasty at all, find another to make your meal of large being."
Flinches back as the end of the cigarette is tossed, watching him carefully, face to an expression of shock and then blushing rage.
"Who are you calling a b-!" Stops at the sight of the meat, blinking and shuddering. "I.. I do not eat meats…” Slowly steps closer. "You… you eat only dried meats?"
He rose an eyebrow at the stopped tantrum then looked at the meat again. “Well, not only. I also eat fresh meat. You know, cow, pigs, chicken. All of that.” He took another bite and ripped the dried meat between his teeth before he put the package away.
"Sadly that’s the only thing I have with me. You see I’m not a big fan of sweets of vegetables." He gave a rough chuckle. "What’s your name, kid?" He leaned his arms on his knees and leaned forward a bit. It reminded him a little of the time he found Cy only that Cy was older.