I know a few tricks, missy. [Lancer lifted himself up and drew the giant crab up over the flame, propping it up with his spear as it cooked. Quite a bit of it would burn, but eh. Meanwhile, Lancer ripped open the back of the crab itself and chided Feferi as he began ripping the guts out. At the very least, he'd make use of what he wasn't going to eat.]

Water can be clean all it wants, but some beasts I've seen could turn everythin' in their body into poison at will. It's always good to try an' boil everything out of it. Anyway, no fussin'. It always tastes better cooked.