"Yeah, all right." Like he's ever going to get an argument from Edgar about that.

They bring their dinner back to the tent and settle down to leisurely consume it, and by this time Edgar's really starting to feel better. Between the victory over their tormentor and a hefty meal to celebrate it, he could almost forget about what came before. (At least for the moment.)

"So," halfway through his steak, "want to try opening the box and see if it's candy or what?"