"Oh," Sirius remarks, his nose wrinkling slightly. He can't imagine the stew will taste nearly so good the next day, can't imagine he'll want to eat it. But Kieren seems hardly disgusted by the idea at all.

"Well, we haven't got many neighbors out here," he remarks because there's really only James and he hardly counts. "We could go offer it to the little woodland creatures though." He's joking for the most part, doesn't mean it seriously, but he still can't quite bend his mind around to the idea of eating day-old food himself. "Won't it be cold and a bit slimy?"