Not exactly. I'm a person who can't eat something they've had a conversation with a moment ago. Call it a weakness of mine.

[Besides, there are plenty of cognizant aliens who don't have eyes and aren't terribly cute. She's not sure she'd want to eat any of them either. Rhan draws a large box down off one of the equipment tables, popping the latches and levering it open. Ah, there. From it she begins to pull out binoculars, stuffing them under her arm so she can distribute them.]

My digestive system isn't particularly happy with red meat so I try to avoid it. But in general my people have evolved away from needing to only eat things that live or grow in the ocean. [She gives him a sly sidelong look.] Don't think I've forgotten about this 'being other people' note, by the way. Feel free to explain that one whenever you like.