[Descole still tries to struggle away for a few moments, then gives up and lets him keep her there, though she's trembling and she won't look at him. She trusts him, but that doesn't stop being held like that when she wants to get away from terrifying her, even though she knows that he's right to hold her and that she'd probably fall over without it.]

I don't... I don't eat much, though, this isn't that abnormal for me from a food point of view. It's just, normally the eating and sleeping aren't at their worst at the same time as each other. I've been living off alcohol and barely sleeping, I...

[She stares down at her hands for a moment, watching them shake, then reaches up to cover her face.]

I want to just drink it off, I know it's stupid and this place probably won't give me any more anyway, but that's all I want. I haven't wanted food, even when I'm hungry the idea of any food just makes me feel sick.