In one of the enclousures of Cartago the humans were eating their dinner calmly. Malcolm and his family were holed up in a corner near a large fountain. Alexander seemed to have little appreciation for raw meat, also because the dinosaurs had not provided them with the means to cut it, thus forcing the boy to tear it to pieces with fingernails or teeth. "I hate this stuff" he grumbled.
"Don't complain. Compared to the conditions in which hostages are normally held, this is a luxury” Ellie scolded him. She too was having a hard time eating meat, but she showed it much less.