Hideaway Strath Synapses Snap Back in Blissful Anguish

As if the words had trigged her stomach, it rumbled harshly as if she’d been starving for days. Ever since she had left she’d been surviving off of small hunt and bitter plants that she probably shouldn’t have been consuming. It was easy to tell her hunger — she guessed — sheerly by the scrawniness her build had taken on. Though it was true she’d always been thin, it had never been due to hunger before.

She eyed him cautiously. The eyes of someone who’d been deceived one before. "Will you truly offer me food? I fail to see what you gain from something like that."