"Thank you, ma'am," Crow murmured, cowed enough to listen to her.<br/><br/>"Thank you so so so much!" Hana said, receiving the hot food and taking a spoon to the big thing. She ate heartily, sitting at the small table in the bakery and digging in with a fork. Crow tried to pace himself, knowing he hadn't eaten in long enough food entering his body would be unpleasant, and if he wasn't careful, he might throw it right back up. It was too rich for him.<br/><br/>Hana, who was much better fed than her brother, finished the whole pie. Crow curled around his food and looked up at people approaching distrustfully like they might rip it from his hands.<br/><br/>He shyly let Hana finish off the last of his pie. She flopped down on the seat and muttered, "It's so nice. I ate so much it hurts. Aren't you happy, Crow?"<br/><br/>Crow smiled and stood to rejoin Rhiannon. He took Hana's hand and silently stood, one arm clutched over his stomach. When Doctorie came and reprimanded Crow, Crow quailed, but the mistress corrected the man.<br/><br/>He followed to the coach, Hana running ahead.<br/><br/>When they were all inside of it, Crow curled up miserably, sweating. The food had been way too rich for a starving man. Hana had been hungry. Crow's lack of nutrients had been dangerous. He moaned softly, unable to hold it in.<br/><br/>"Oh, Crow," Hana said. "Are you okay?"<br/><br/>"The food was very rich, flower. I'll be fine," he whispered, despite the feeling of his small stomach being wrenched open by the food. He moaned again, the carriage ride making him nauseous.