"Of course," she liked that, that teasing mood between them that stretched comfortable and close but never once felt as if it could shift into something less than friendly. It reflected her own natural inclinations as she grew to know someone, and that he played with her in that smiling, happy mood only served to make her like the man more. "What else are we going to do? Become vegetarians and pick at our meals?"
Her teeth flashed at that, thinking of how difficult it was some days to make sure she ate as much as she needed to and still keep to the SWL's schedules. Of the drawer in her office of protein and carbohydrates in easy snack form. The meal in front of them then would still only be part of what either of them would want for the rest of the night, but their friendship was studded with snacktimes and second meals, and it worked quite well. One did not grow up a Were and think of eating like a human.