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He faces her with condescending amusement, and a singular brow quirks in her direction. It is entertaining to bear witness to her internal struggle between trusting him and fearing him, both knowing that that fine line is something their relationship balances on. But he won't fold to her hesitance of him, she must make the move first. "If you want it, come and get it," He challenges her courage, the very essence of who she used to be, but no more. This conditioning system he has cultivated will re-model her into something much more macabre, stronger, and beyond anything she could have been if not for him. But she is hungry, and the starved do not simply turn away when presented with a meal, not when she questions her own hesitance at that very moment. He watches her closely, something about his presence inviting her in but the mere fact that he is her captor, turning away any indication of trust. He kicks over the hare once, exposing the side bloodied and open. Vaati knows she is starving, knows that she wants it, but she must take it herself if she dares even to do that.