[ This is already better than the portions she has had for the past ten years by a mile. She grips his hand to pull herself to her feet and hesitates before letting it go, wondering whether she should share this information with him. There seems to be no way to do it without evoking pity. She doesn't want pity.
It's just … he treats this life as a granted. All of these things that he has easy access to, she has been suffering a scarcity in for ages. Affection. Companionship. Food. Water. Security. How does one even begin to express the depth of relief at no longer needing to prioritize survival above all else? ]
I'll tell him to share.
[ She says this gently. She never asked any of them for special treatment, and the quality of the food seems to matter so much more to Ben. She pulls her hand back then. ]
Can you teach me something? After we're done eating, obviously.
NO YOU MONSTER
It's just … he treats this life as a granted. All of these things that he has easy access to, she has been suffering a scarcity in for ages. Affection. Companionship. Food. Water. Security. How does one even begin to express the depth of relief at no longer needing to prioritize survival above all else? ]
I'll tell him to share.
[ She says this gently. She never asked any of them for special treatment, and the quality of the food seems to matter so much more to Ben. She pulls her hand back then. ]
Can you teach me something? After we're done eating, obviously.