Nathan Thorne rubbed his stomach. "My stomach... it feels completely empty. Like there's nothing in it. I'm starving to death."
As he spoke, cold sweat trickled down his face.
Just from his appearance, he really did look like he hadn't eaten in a long time, which would explain the cold sweats.
At first, Sierra Sullivan was a little worried and hesitant to give him the food.
But seeing him like this, all her worries vanished. She immediately pulled food from her space, filling the table in front of Nathan Thorne.
The moment Nathan Thorne saw the food, he lost any inclination to speak, simply grabbing it and stuffing it into his mouth.
Watching him wolf it down, Sierra Sullivan finally sensed that something was wrong.
'This doesn't seem like simple hunger!'
Just as this thought popped into Sierra Sullivan's mind, she heard Jayce's voice.
"The way he is... it doesn't seem like simple hunger. It's more like... a physical need."
