"I'm not going to lie..." Evangeline muttered, waving her fork around. "This food sucks."
Neraxis sighed. "I agree... For a restaurant with multiple honors, it sure serves piss-poor food. But maybe the next dish is better?"
"You've been saying that for the last hour." Evangeline giggled. "I think I have a way to spice it up though."
As she finished speaking, Evangeline suddenly leaned in and slashed her wrist. Immediately, blood flowed down onto his steak, covering it entirely.
Neraxis raised a brow and, without even wasting a moment, dug in.
To his surprise, it was actually delicious now, mainly due to Evangeline's blood, but it really made him think.
My palate isn't fucked, right? What if I can't eat normal food?
"You should be able to. I definitely can," Evangeline remarked. "Some food is just worse than others."