He's not happy, as he sketches out the signs and sigils. He generally isn't, these days.
He ran out of better options with the last of the cows.
He finishes the circle.
"Isn't fertilizer still largely manure-based? Anyway. Demonic meat, it's better than the real thing."
"I didn't name it. You get used to things being referred to casually as 'demonic' after a while though."
"You're not wrong, but probably the terms will leak from daeva talking to people since the languages match."
"And I'm worried that it looks like a kind of - clumsy defensive coverup - if we say 'apsel' and then people find out that means 'demon'."