"You're right. Those are both very subjective concepts."

Malcolm leans back against the counter, contemplating one of the pots that Elenore has bubbling on the stove. He huffs an amused laugh at her theories.

"Can't say I'm a fan of the idea of being a hipster's chicken," he replies. "I wonder if you're on to something with the whole 'feeding off' aspect though."

It's still beyond what he's used to back home, but it's clear he's dealing with a force that's unlike anything he's come across before.