She didn't eat because she wanted to, nor even to please him.  She ate to avoid the bite of that crap on her flesh again.  it was humiliating in ways she couldn't describe, degrading, upsetting...  but she ate.  She ate every bite as if she might never have another meal.  Of course she realized it could be drugged, poisoned even, but at this point it didn't really matter.  As degrading as it was, the bite of that crop was worse.  She didn't gorge herself, or even eat all that messily, she simply... ate.<br/><br/>when she was done and he told her to wash her face and hands she shot him another of those looks..  scathing, but also frightened.  what was his deal?  Did he really truly intend to make her some kind of human pet that responded to his every command?  WOuld he kill her if she wasn't compliant? Beat her? Starve her?  Finally she sighed and climbed to her feet with a wince, turning and starting for the sink to wash up.