But we don't become Gifted Children by eating Gifted Children; if that were the case, I'd consider myself immortal. No, we merely become more intelligent, though somewhat less human. I believe I've lost something, back there in the river of time, something that was once important but now, after coming so far, means so very little to me.
Of all the gifted children I've eaten, I think little Bobby Martinez was the most delicious. He was quite the bright little student, with hope in his eyes and dreams in his heart. What a cruel twist of fate, that led him into my home... and what a delightful chance, to devour someone with so much to lose.