"Different flavor. Or feel? One of the two," he replies as he casually snaps a fae's neck. "A little smokier but with an acquired aftertaste--one I'm acquiring quite handily, I'll admit." Though not one he had cared much for at first.

He tosses the limp body aside and sends a few traps snapping up into being a short distance away. "Surprised you're using a spear instead of your knives."