"Yes, but it tastes awful," Sonia emphasizes. She looks down at the bowl of groats with a sigh and, very reluctantly, grasps the spoon a little more firmly this time. At least she doesn't look like she's in danger of dropping it this time.

She shudders as it goes down -- since when is eating a single spoonful of groats such a damned trial? She makes a miserable face. "This is such horseshit."