"You'd think they would," Sonia sighs, a little glumly, but she takes the spoon and manages to eat one bite, tasteless though it is, but nearly drops the spoon trying to put it back in the bowl. She makes a displeased little noise. Ugh. She's in too much pain for this. She just wants to sleep.

"Not as bad though, right?" It'd be nice to see a little less snow whenever they let her out of this stinking tent. "Is it sunny out?"