“Yeah, I wouldn’t eat that if I were you.” There’s a hint of genuine warning to his voice, the kind of concern that comes as part and parcel of brotherly love. Yet he does not bother to justify his advice, offering only the strange grimace of someone who’s trying really hard to look as though he isn’t holding back immature laughter. (Spoiler Alert: there’s ferret poop in the food.) / @thronelost










