[another one who can't taste food, huh... has michael met louis, yet? they could probably sit and have conversations about it. but michael was never human before, whereas the man beside her was.]

I would probably miss how food tasted if that was ever taken from me.

[one thing is sustenance, the other is being able to enjoy said sustenance.

at his mention of the coffin working, she nods, smiling, turning her gaze forward once more.]

I think there is someone in the settlement that works with fabrics. You could ask her about it, and I can see about helping you with lining the inside. [she doesn't figure the people of solvunn would fear him if he spoke openly of what he is, but she's happy to help him keep his secret if he wants.] —everyone's looking a little lost since they came back.

I wish there was more we could do.