Chapter 168

"Were you hungry?" Christof asked.

As bad as I looked, you'd think I was ravenous all the time. "No, I never was hungry. She always gave me this same stuff to eat. It was very filling."

"What did it taste like?" Christof asked with a pointedly casual air.

"Nothing, it tasted like nothing at all. It never took much and I was very full. I don't know what it was. You all never fed me anything like it," I mused.

Damien had never gotten in the bath and still stood clothed watching us. He started to pace now. "Rupe," was all he said looking at Christof.

"Probably," Christof answered looking back at me.

Kein spoke next as he examined my hand. He noted the recent scratches. Sharp eyes also picked up the faint, new scar on my palm and all the callouses. I informed him that Nu-reeh had the cut healed, but it didn't take the scowl off his face.

Evan sat on the edge of the tub behind me trying to clean and detangle my hair. By the feel of it, som