Six!

[wallrocket]

Pardon me, passengers, I have a message directed at each and every one of you. Due to somewhat recent events, I find it necessary to say...

[He clears his throat.]

I AM NOT FOR EATING.I am sentient being! You would not feast upon the hide of your best friend, would you? I think not! So please, my good passengers, I beseech you to refrain from

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[electronichound]

Why would anyone want to eat you?

[wallrocket]

I am uncertain! Perhaps... perhaps my species is a delicacy where they are from?

{Wall shivers. Ewww.]

[electronichound]

You are a sentient being. That is utterly revolting.

[wallrocket]

I am inclined to agree! It is the same as eating a human!

[electronichound]

I am also inclined to agree. Who is the potential cannibal among us?

[wallrocket]

Sir Samuel Goldthwaine Robinson, Junior. He seems to have a sort of fascination with devouring me!