... I'm not sure. [ It's sad, maybe, but it makes sense. ] I didn't really have a selection when Songbird brought it for me and here... well, it's been a lot of the same. [ She shrugs lightly, and then adds hurriedly: ] Not that it's bad; I'd much rather eat something simple that I can make myself than... you know.

[ The tower.

Elizabeth considers the question again. ]

Something light? Maybe with fruit, or vegetables... though, that sounds more like a good appetizer or side dish than meal. [ She chews on her lip. ]