[Jean nods, and might possibly be shoving more spoonfuls into her mouth.]

I've had to...live off the land a few times. [If that's what you'd call being stuck in the Savage Land, or stranded on Monster Island.] It's tough, but - nothing tastes like things you've hunted or picked yourself.

[She felt dreadful, the first few times she did it - she was always pretty in tune with animals, she hated making them feel pain or fear. But she also knew how the world worked.

She made it quick, and painless, and she knew it wasn't a waste. That's what mattered.]

You know - some people go hunting in the CES.