Nodding mutely, she shot a surprisingly charming grin at Ancelin, and easily grabbed the sugar, holding it out toward the other girl as if it was a gift, such as a flower. She liked being useful to the pheasant-girl. It was better than being an annoyance, anyways.
"Mmmhmmn. Naw jes meat. 'nythin' that steals life from 'nimals. Blood, meat, eggs..."
At least she could have certain dairy products, right...? Shrugging, the girl hoisted herself onto the counter, long legs crossing as her grin faded to the smallest of smiles.
"A lot o' non-organics... Ah, Ah'm naw sure whutelse, yet."
Now these two girls knew the most about her allergies. She wasn't the type to complain, or speak of them much. For instance, she cooked her own food, so she didn't have much of a reason to tell most of her family.
