<br/>She took the can and her oddly white teeth—taken care of by eating the apples—worried at the metal as she bit at it, trying to open it with her teeth. Obviously, she could not do anything of the sort but that did not keep her from trying. The label was very quickly torn by her searching teeth and saliva and she finally looked back up at him. It was a good question, really.<br/><br/>Tila licked at the can again, swallowing bits of the paper label before cocking her head lightly. “…My friends were sharing,” she replied to the question. “Then it got smelly… Had to get her out… She was making my tummy hurt,” eating rotten meat would do that, now wouldn’t it?<br/>