[Maul feeds the deer a fry as well before taking one himself. Is it wise to be giving a deer fried potato with salt? Well, who knows, but he's not about to check and see if it's healthy. Spirit can make his own decisions.]

Well put. Perhaps you will survive this place alright. [The name he mentions stirs something in Maul's memory.] Night Vale? Do you know a radio announcer with an exceptionally good voice who used to live there?

[He can't remember Cecil's name at the moment.]