[She doesn't seem to notice it at all, in fact, the apparent rawness of the inside never even registering. Right now, that transformation has left her not caring, so long as it's food that's shoveled into her stomach.
Before too long, she's managed to devour about half of what she brought all on her own, licking the juice and blood off her hands and mouth and pointedly avoiding his gaze.]
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Before too long, she's managed to devour about half of what she brought all on her own, licking the juice and blood off her hands and mouth and pointedly avoiding his gaze.]