"Food," she paused, noting a gurgle in her stomach. "Food is certainly good."

She hadn't tried it yet, of course, but she was inclined to agree with Alisha. Back home, her diet had consisted of the purple slop that had been pumped into her body. It wasn't good for her, gave her no amount of nutrients whatsoever, but it had still managed to keep her alive.

They could have served her pigs brains, and she would have been happy.

"Is the booze here actually good?" She had no plans to start drinking, but she was curious about Alisha's thoughts. Plus it helped keep the conversation going.