Kell accepts the flask, wincing only a little at how strong is the alcohol inside it. It helps though. Burns through the acid that had crept up his throat.

"It isn't on my either. Don't get me wrong. I want to know that she's done and gone. I want to able to leave my room after dark again. This spectacle? It's excessive, and it does not reassure me one bit. I doubt it's even for us."

He takes another swig from the flask before returning it to Jesper.

"It's for this thing, whatever that was, that ate her."

Technically, the vultures ate the remains. Picked it all clean. But they were no ordinary birds, they belonged to the shadowy creature, they did their part and left with it.