[ She scowls at him as she chews. There's something strange about how he holds himself - she wonders if that's how she looks when caught in a lie. When she tries to lie anyway, which is rarely even now. ]
It's not poisoned. [ She cuts through, leaving no room for disagreement as she adds: ] And I don't waste food.
[ The way she says it indicates a more intimate meaning. That she knows what it means to not have food, to be starved to delirium. It didn't matter that if it was disgusting - something that hadn't been a thought - as she chews down and asks again: ] What did you mean it's not what you felt?
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It's not poisoned. [ She cuts through, leaving no room for disagreement as she adds: ] And I don't waste food.
[ The way she says it indicates a more intimate meaning. That she knows what it means to not have food, to be starved to delirium. It didn't matter that if it was disgusting - something that hadn't been a thought - as she chews down and asks again: ] What did you mean it's not what you felt?