She starts the sentence slowly, like she's thinking about it, but the words start flowing out more easily near the end. It's true, after all. If there's anyone who isn't going to give her odd looks for the stories about her past, it's Duo. She's learned enough about the screwed up things he's gone through. And sure, those may be very different than what she has experienced, but on a level he still might be able to understand.
"I can't say I have ever heard of this "jello" before, but back at the asylum I believe I haven't had much more than gruel for all those years. I suppose it didn't help that I was catatonic for most of it, so I couldn't eat by myself. I only remember those years from random scattered moments, really." The bridge of her nose wrinkles, though she keeps looking ahead of her as she walks rather than at him. "But I do remember it being disgusting. It tasted like something that came straight out of the sewer. I wish I could've told them to stop feeding me that."
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She starts the sentence slowly, like she's thinking about it, but the words start flowing out more easily near the end. It's true, after all. If there's anyone who isn't going to give her odd looks for the stories about her past, it's Duo. She's learned enough about the screwed up things he's gone through. And sure, those may be very different than what she has experienced, but on a level he still might be able to understand.
"I can't say I have ever heard of this "jello" before, but back at the asylum I believe I haven't had much more than gruel for all those years. I suppose it didn't help that I was catatonic for most of it, so I couldn't eat by myself. I only remember those years from random scattered moments, really." The bridge of her nose wrinkles, though she keeps looking ahead of her as she walks rather than at him. "But I do remember it being disgusting. It tasted like something that came straight out of the sewer. I wish I could've told them to stop feeding me that."