Fish - Mmmm , a juicy worm for my supper, I must have it.
Worm - Excuse me, fish. I know you're hungry and have every right to eat, but consider this for a moment. I am already dead, as you may not have noticed there is a chunk of iron shoved through me. My time is short, but you can swim away and live. Why should you eat me and end up with a chunk of iron ripping your mouth to pieces, just to satisfy the boy on the quay?
Fish - You have a good point, worm, thank you.