Night 56: Pantry 1

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[From here.]It had been an exceedingly long amount of time since Edward had seen something new in the institute, and he imagined if he was a human the pantry itself would not disappoint. It was larger than he would have thought despite the size of the patient population, and filled to the brim with a wide assortment of foods. They all blurred into

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It took more effort than Edward wanted to expend keeping his disgust off of his face. He had grown accustomed to watching humans eat because of the time he spent around Bella and her friends, but the actual act of eating had never ceased to slightly repulse him. Maybe it was his vampire nature trying to push him further away from the human he had once been, or it was simply having to witness it with both enhanced sight and smell.

Either way, that seemed nothing in comparison to this.

Not that Wally was a particularly sloppy eater (if he was being polite); it was simply the sheer amount that Edward could not understand. He had not exaggerated his metabolism. If anything, Edward believed Wally may have understated it in a way he hadn't caught on to.

"It's fine," had been his answer to Wally's question, though the human didn't seem to care very much about what his answer had been. Edward, honestly, could not blame him. It was as he thought: Wally had a hunger that seemed comparable to his own, but infinitely more easy to manage. What he wouldn't do to hunger for actual human food rather than blood. It would be complicated, of course, but at least it wouldn't lead to him attacking anyone.

Edward leaned casually against the closest shelf, examining the opposite's contents so he didn't focus on his companion's chewing so much. "I can imagine why you would be a coffee fan." Fast energy, if he was correct. It made sense. "Do you honestly eat this much on a daily basis?"

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"Pretty much," Wally answered with a shrug, digging his fingers into the sugar and bringing it to his mouth. Sugar scattered on the floor and clung to the mess on his gloves - oops, he hoped the institute had a good cleaning service - and crunched between his teeth grittily. Wally swallowed with a little difficulty - since while he needed the energy, his stomach wasn't certain it liked the weird combinations he'd been eating - and dug back for a second handful.

"I kinda prefer it to all be, you know, actual food, but with the changes we've had around here, I haven't really had much of a choice there. It was way easier when they let us have normal food and all."

He shrugged loosely. "But I guess it's not like either of us can do much there. Anyway, didn't you want stuff too? Or did I screw up and eat it all?"

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Yes, it was definitely for the best that he was trying so very hard not to pay attention to Wally's eating. Just the crunch of sugar of all things was enough for him. Humans, as far as he knew, could not properly appreciate sugar in its raw form. Or its crystallized form, he guessed. It was an odd choice to him.

"It seems rather miserable," he said with honest sympathy, pushing himself off the shelves to begin filtering through the opposite wall. Cans of fruit, bottles of fruit juice... a lot of things to keep a human well-fed and healthy. He would take as much as he could carry - he could simply empty a bag of vegetables and use that as his aid in transporting the goods.

"Either way, I'm fine. There is more than enough for the both of us, unless you keep going at the pace you're moving now."