“I wouldn’t worry about it too much,” Pangaea told Daniel. “As far as I know, most carnivóerr…meat-eating animals can eat fruit, even if it’s not their preferred diet. It’s leaves that they have trouble digesting. I mean, technically I’m a meat-eater, too, if you count buzzers and crawlers as meat, but I’m okay eating tree sweets.”
He put a finger to his beaktip in thought. “Still, it probably doesn’t have all the nutrients your body needs, so you couldn’t live on tree sweets forever. But there’s another GOF member here who knows how to catch fish, so you should be okay.”
“What?!” Guido squawked in surprise. “You mean sharpteeth can eat tree sweets?! I thought it made them sick!”
“Well…some tree sweets might not be good for them,” Pangaea explained, “and I wouldn’t be surprised if most sharpteeth didn’t like the taste of tree sweets; what I mean is that they probably could eat certain kinds of fruit if they wanted to, and it wouldn’t affect them negatively. They’d still need to eat meat, though; they’d get sick for sure if they didn’t.”
Pangaea paused. He felt strange speaking scientifically in front of Guido, Cera, Tricia, and Petrie, especially since he was implying that he, Guido, and Daniel were effectively sharpteeth, and blurring the boundaries between herbivory and carnivory (something he imagined the leafeaters might be sensitive about). “Um…this subject isn’t bothering anyone, is it?” he asked.
