[ look, the feathers are fashionable and maybe salvaged or something. who knows. what the fuck kind of bird has feathers like that in ferelden anyway.

either way, she's totally judging. ]

Have you yet to explore the kitchens? Breakfast seems to prepare itself, but how long will it last? I suspect not as long as we are to be trapped here. If it is our deaths our beloved captors wish, depriving us of food is an excellent method to have the problem handle itself. Soon, we will be gnawing on the flesh of our companions.

[ there's no way of knowing if the food will run out, and it doesn't seem like it will any time soon, but.. she'd never waste an opportunity to freak someone as lame as rhys out. ]

I can only wish the salt rations will last long enough. You shall a rather meager, unsatisfying meal alone.