Din knows from painful experience that only one thing can coax the deceptively adorable Child from a painfully leisure feast of guts and things that are still writhing.

As soon as he begins rummaging in his pouch, the Child immediately looks up and reaches for the chewy, sticky, sweet blue cookie Din offers.

"You know the rules of the clean plate club, kid -- you're gonna have to eat all that tentacle before you get dessert."