Oh dear. You do realize that although Mr. Johnson never went, a great deal of our dearly departed, no-longer-living-because-I-killed-them associates were fans of higher academia, aren't you? Including...
Well, that's not important. What is important, is that I'll come to make sure you are seen to in this new form and world, and that you don't accidentally kill yourself by eating too little. Or too much. Or the wrong thing. Hemlock's deceptive appearance could make you think it's wild carrots or wild turnips, and meat compounds quickly decompose and gain hosts of illness-causing bacteria. You're sadly very, very susceptible to illness and death now, and I'd like to prevent any of the cores from dying.