Indeed we do. The human flesh is tragically fragile.

[Semiyon smiles easily around the comment. He has, while in the depths of The Iliad or The Divine Comedy, considered what lengths he could have gone in his life if the mortal flesh were not so easily undone]

What do we eat here? Well...mostly what we can scrounge together from the stores. Oddly shaped things with flavors we must guess at. You must find it pretty amusing to watch us.