A few tenuous days had passed since the procedure, and Suzume’s recovery was progressing, albeit at a slower pace than the doctor had indicated. It had been difficult adjusting to simply walking, it was as if her body had simply forgotten how. Each motion seemed exaggerated and numerous time she had attempted to react to a simple stumble and had ended up launching herself into nearby furniture. It was hard to recall after being in that vegetative state for so long, but she felt like her muscles just didn’t respond the ways that they should.
She could not complain, however, being able to blink had nearly brought a tear to her eye. Sleeping, which had once been the bane of her existence, was one of her most treasured activities. Eating, bathing and even using the restroom felt foreign to her, and yet was immensely relieving. Aside from sleep, food had become her second obsession as soon as soon as she was able to lift her head from her pillow. During her very first meal, she consumed more food than she had in as long as she could recall. A part of her knew she would need to burn off the calories or else she would quickly become a misshapen soft blob, but even after her fourth plate of food she still hungered for more.
The Storm Lord’s chefs were surprised at the rate that she was eating, sure that she would become sick with the endless appetite she seemed to possess, but even after four days she still ate thrice her fair share with each meal. Nabushin was not overly concerned; he did not understand exactly what Ryuu Tama had done but it made some sense to him that she would need to eat to refill her strength. He didn’t expect her to eat twice as much as he had in her meals, but perhaps she was attempting to compensate for her lack of food for the past few months, even if that did not make any sense to him.
She could not complain, however, being able to blink had nearly brought a tear to her eye. Sleeping, which had once been the bane of her existence, was one of her most treasured activities. Eating, bathing and even using the restroom felt foreign to her, and yet was immensely relieving. Aside from sleep, food had become her second obsession as soon as soon as she was able to lift her head from her pillow. During her very first meal, she consumed more food than she had in as long as she could recall. A part of her knew she would need to burn off the calories or else she would quickly become a misshapen soft blob, but even after her fourth plate of food she still hungered for more.
The Storm Lord’s chefs were surprised at the rate that she was eating, sure that she would become sick with the endless appetite she seemed to possess, but even after four days she still ate thrice her fair share with each meal. Nabushin was not overly concerned; he did not understand exactly what Ryuu Tama had done but it made some sense to him that she would need to eat to refill her strength. He didn’t expect her to eat twice as much as he had in her meals, but perhaps she was attempting to compensate for her lack of food for the past few months, even if that did not make any sense to him.