What it feels like. The gnawing hunger, despair under the hot desert sun, chapped lips and a dry mouth parched for water... She closes her eyes against the memories, unable to fully vanish them when she's so tired.

"Yet another thing we share in common." It was close enough. The comment is meant more to proffer solidarity and not anything that might be misconstrued as condescension. There comes a price with revealing such facts. "We should be grateful it's palatable. I once had to eat an entire horse heart."