"Oh yeah, there's plenty of hunters. And fishers. Auntie Mothwing makes sure you're well supplied, doesn't she, baby?"

Drosera drops and rolls around on the ground at that, scratching her back against the ground and then tugging her tail up into her talons. mothwing!!! she shrieks. fishies!!

To Laertes, Magnus adds, "Wei Wuxian and Little John drop off venison and stuff, and sometimes Angus brings these measly half-eaten little rodents that she's obsessed with. Because someone's got a c-r-u-s-h."