Neverwinter Forest Then all at once she understood,

Upon the noticement of warmth being absent she stirred a bit in the slumber, but remained in a peaceful rest. Only upon the slight enticement to wake up did she open her moonlit eyes, groggily looking at the blackthorn man. While his talking seemed a bit numbed in her weakened figure, not understanding the words, but she knew what he talked about on motioning toward the regurgitated food.

She was used to it since becoming a mother, needing to clean her children and get them prone to eating meat- it wasn't foreign. Though she will admit it was a bit odd needing to do so herself, but seeing as Jackalope turned away, she thought perhaps he was embarrassed on it. Not wanting to take his good will for granted- Miriam ate it.

And it stayed down.