[Indeed, his companion is a goliath beside Andersen. Were the author more conscious of the difference between them - or had he a shred of humility - he would have conceded to the natural authority granted to Asura by his tone of voice and by his sheer size. But he has grown accustomed to bantering with royalty and monsters in Chaldea, and he has always been the sort to choose death over holding his tongue. So when Asura voices his disapproval of cutting up the creature, Andersen makes the irreverent choice and plays devil's advocate.]

Some would say that leaving the corpse here to rot would be more ignoble, considering the number of people it could provide for.

[Should the meat be edible, it could feed someone. Medicine could be made from its remains. So on and so forth. And at Chaldea, there was no hesitation in cutting down monsters for materials if they demonstrated no sign of sentience. Them or us - that's how the organization's mindset has been for the past few months.

But as someone who breathed life into objects like thimbles, who saw the value in frozen sparrows, who believed in even the most heinous of monsters, Andersen understands where Asura comes from - even if he doesn't wholly agree with it.

He doesn't press the subject any further and instead switches to:]

Would you rather bury it?

[It's a genuine question.]

If that's what you want, I won't stop you. But know that I'm useless when it comes to manual labor.