"That doesn't surprise me, this city seems to be teeming with immortals of all kinds," he said. "But none of you have neon halos, or anything to that effect, so I've probably passed at least a few of you and not realized it."

That made him laugh. "That explains why he constantly sniffs my pockets whenever I go and see him. 'Foodgiver', that's probably my name to him. Figures."