[ Blake's tone is gentle, but brooks absolutely no bullshit. Last year she was in training to become a Huntress; a protector of humanity, and that never just meant fighting the Grimm that plagued their world. It meant evacuating towns, and helping people when they needed it, and giving her last chocolate bar to someone that looks like he's on his last legs. She couldn't not help.
She hesitates, and says: ]
I'm... starving too.
[ Blake hasn't told anybody this yet. Part of her just wants to ignore it and hope it goes away, but it hasn't. ]
But I haven't been able to eat at all. Everything just tastes-- wrong. I look at a stack of pancakes and my stomach reacts like I'm looking at a plate full of cardboard. Or poison.
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[ Blake's tone is gentle, but brooks absolutely no bullshit. Last year she was in training to become a Huntress; a protector of humanity, and that never just meant fighting the Grimm that plagued their world. It meant evacuating towns, and helping people when they needed it, and giving her last chocolate bar to someone that looks like he's on his last legs. She couldn't not help.
She hesitates, and says: ]
I'm... starving too.
[ Blake hasn't told anybody this yet. Part of her just wants to ignore it and hope it goes away, but it hasn't. ]
But I haven't been able to eat at all. Everything just tastes-- wrong. I look at a stack of pancakes and my stomach reacts like I'm looking at a plate full of cardboard. Or poison.