I prefer to get to it between the fifth and seventh ribs, myself, although if you have a long blade and a bad view up through the diaphragm works just as well.

[He flicks a grin her way, and looks back at the bears with his smile slipping in favor of a thoughtful expression.]

Metaphorically, of course, it's true of most species I've encountered. Bears are omnivores, but I think we can find something for them other than your crepe.

[There's the distinctive greasy odor of a ramen restaurant up ahead, and one thing that's reliably true of a ramen restaurant is that they'll have pig's bones in their trash. Well-boiled pig's bones, smelling of rich broth. Hakkai waves a hand ahead.]

Shall we help them raid a Dumpster?