Blue Pig simply nodded as though he had just pointed out a very obvious thing. Cerberus continued cautiously;
"Well, just about every Immortal I have ever come across has wanted a piece of me. You can't really blame me for being on the defensive side."
He shrugged his shoulders and added;
"It's just a force of habit, guess you could call it a defensive maneuver."
Blue Pig reassured him again;
"I promise you, I am not here to do you any harm. You have my word."
Blue Pig assumed a relaxing pose and stretched as he yawned.
"So what does a guy do for fun around here?" Before Cerberus could answer, Blue Pig coughed nervously and asked the question that had been on his mind;
"You could start by telling me where I could get some of that sweet scented snack that the women of this household were eating at the time we arrived."
