But I do... a little.
And I told you, I need to find the right place first,
there's not a place to make fire in that kitchen here.

Last time? The other day a guy with funny hair gave me some Pas-tah, but he also said I shouldn't worry about food,
because adults here like to help and giv things away for free.
And, um, and a couple of those strange humans here gave me lots of bread and honey before too.
And before that there was a nice Fräulein here who cooked a lot for me, but that was mostly pas-tah too
and sweets, like the cold cream. [nods]

[He found some simple chicken soup, the picture looked yummy to him.
And he squirms and tries to evade the poking, what did he do now?
- But if it helps, he doesn't look malnourished at least.]