[True, that. Lucky for her she had two or three small bags of chips and a water bottle in the room. They were devoured as soon as she could eat without nearly passing out.]
Mor--de--cai. Get lost.
[Lilith is not liable to admit how hungry she is, or her concerns about the cuts being infected despite cleaning them as much as she was able. Her eye hurts enough that, if she were a weaker woman, she would have wanted to faint.]
no subject
Mor--de--cai. Get lost.
[Lilith is not liable to admit how hungry she is, or her concerns about the cuts being infected despite cleaning them as much as she was able. Her eye hurts enough that, if she were a weaker woman, she would have wanted to faint.]