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Blair looked down at the chared remains before him and wondered how his sentinel could handle the smell, the look of it alone was disturbing to Blair. He reached over and picked up a stick laying nearby and poked it.
"Sandburg!" roared Jim.
Blair looked up at his annoyed sentinel and dead paned with perfect intonation, "He's dead Jim."
Jim snatched the stick out of his guides hand and said, "Quit insulting my steak."
"Hey man, if you're going to eat that artery cloging red meat, you could at least do it right! Medium rare."