when your baby brother is a fatso

Reading about Hercules and the Birds of the Stymphalian Marsh.

A: "Once the deadly  feathers had pierced the skulls of their defenseless prey below, the birds would swoop down to devour the human flesh." ...[explaining some of the words]... And "flesh" means "meat." Does that make sense?
I: So I would be okay. I do not have to worry about the birds.
A: Oh yeah? How come?
I: Because I have no meat.
A: Oh, yeah, that's true. You are really skinny. They probably wouldn't be that interested in you.
I: But you know who should not go outside when the birds are around?
A: Who?
I: Mila.