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Stigmata's next words are not at all what he'd expected, and he finds himself pausing briefly over his response, glancing to the rabbit as it's nudged toward him. His first thought is that it can't be so simple — but maybe it can. The leader's intentions seem rather clear to him, and it makes sense; it had been made clear from the beginning that he would be expected to become stronger here. Still, he can't help but feel there may be some underlying test. Alright, He agrees, deciding that he's being too paranoid and trying to find some confidence in the fact that he knows, at least, that he can eat now. He bends to rip into the rabbit without hesitation, taking three careful mouthfuls. He draws back from the carcass when he finishes, swiping his tongue over his lips and turning his gaze to the General without making eye contact. Is there anything else you want me to do? He asks, trying to stifle his increasing paranoia about the apparent simplicity of the task. He's only just found some semblance of security with Diaspora, and he isn't eager to lose it already.