" In the distance, I could see Skanda sitting on a pavilion wreathed in lotus blossoms and flanked with serving girls. He was, as I had guessed, fat. And in his golden jacket, he indeed looked like a toad.
“Ah, I remember him,” muttered Kamala.
“He’s my half-brother.”
“Nasty, nasty.”
“I know.”
“Would you like me to eat him?”
“Definitely not,” I said, a little too quickly. I patted Kamala’s neck. “But I appreciate your offer. It was almost nice.”
“It is nice to be nice,” said Kamala with a sage nod. “And it is also nice to eat people,” she added as an afterthought. "

― Roshani Chokshi , The Star-Touched Queen (The Star-Touched Queen, #1)