Shady

"Like... bread. Grain. Pastries."

Jerica thought for a moment. "Do you have carbs of some sort?"

"What are the options?" (Ky: I have not eaten in a month Jerica: I will literally eat you out of house and home)

Jerica glanced at him, then glanced at the soldier. "Can I have more food?"

Jerica was getting bored. The chat had been nice, she guessed. But now she was left to aimlessly meander around. She didn't want to have to read anything. Though now ...

Jerica shrugged and resumed her wandering.

"I'm sure my babysitter knows her way around," Jerica said dryly, turning away. Well, that had been relatively painless.

Jerica nodded again. She felt like she should offer another topic of conversation. But a tiny, tiny voice in the back of her mind vaguely remembered she wasn't actually supposed ...

"That's good." She nodded, though she couldn't even remotely understand that sentiment. "Doesn't seem like you've got much choice in the matter regardless."

"Yeah." She nodded, not sure what else to say about the subject. She'd be glad to get back to the South, though she had no interest in going home. Why ...

"Oh." She nodded. She'd never admit she struggled with it. Though she supposed it made her feel better to hear him say as much. "Yeah. It... is different, for sure. ...

"Mm?"

“Yeah.” No. She’d frozen her balls off. And her bladder hurt most of the time because she was unwilling to pull her pants down to pee when she had to ...

(Ooh I’ll check it out, thanks!) “…Oh.” She shrugged.

(No. No she’s not lmao) She saw the raised eyebrow and lifted her chin. He was sorely mistaken if he thought she was going to back down. She said what ...