Clara's mouth was released because she could not move. The plate with lush food smelled good and made her guts move inside her. She was hungry. Very hungry. The day before she hadn't eaten anything. And despite the heat in her body she wanted to feed. It was nature's natural instinct for survival.

No... Barely a murmur in her head alerted her not to touch it and yet Clara waited until her body could move a little, until the drug had faded before she lifted her head and tasted the first bite.