Josephine glanced over her shoulder in the direction of the stairs as the scent of food caught her attention. But she stubbornly shook her head. "I am not eating unless you are allowed to. Why would I need strength? It's clear that I am being favored for some other purpose. My strength is less important than yours." Her voice fell silent as the guards came close enough near the cell to hear her, and she leaned against the back wall of the cell, farthest away from them. She made no move towards the food. "Can he not be let down? He has suffered much already. Why tortured him like this?" She knew the answer, but made it obvious she had no intention of nearing the food until Raoul was off of the hook.