"Know." He holds up a tentacle. A close inspection shows it has bits of dirt in between the suckers and a few cuts where he's had to walk over rough ground. "Would be good, to have food at apartment instead of at store. Was wondering if would have to hunt for self like Animal Planet."

He's seen others of Order Octopoda on the television swimming in the ocean, catching raw food with their own tentacles and fleeing sharks. It doesn't look like a pleasant lifestyle.