"Uhhhh."

Greg stares at the dishes, a bit unnerved. The implications are not lost on him, but all things considered it's a logical step to take with so many people on a new and unfortunate diet. Even from a simple culinary standpoint, however, he's fairly inexperienced.

"The... roast, maybe?" That looks more like something he'd order in a restaurant, anyway. If he knew what the meat was. Greg itches at an antler, glancing up at Koel. "I-I dunno. I guess an extra rare burger just won't cut it, huh?"