It’s not the kill, it’s the thrill of the flaming marshmallows and melting chocolate. Also, ghost stories and the occasional flash flood.
No hunting trip to Earth is complete without a campfire and s’mores. At the end of the day it doesn’t really matter how many humans you’ve bagged as long as the food and conversation is good.
Do Predators have molars in those crab-like maws of theirs? This comic assumes they do and have no problem masticating graham crackers.
Looking forward to Prey later this summer, including watching the movie in the Comanche language.