[She nods and picks up a shattered piece of lobster shell, spooning some of the meat onto it. And pulling out a canister of salt she uses for exorcisms, she covers it with a light dusting.]
I'm warning you. It tastes vile. Absolutely vile. But it's better than starving.
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I'm warning you. It tastes vile. Absolutely vile. But it's better than starving.