He didn't mention that he almost had been sick twice already. Eric looked up at Gray. "Good meal?" He looked at the bowl. "That would be feeding at least a couple dozen." He guessed. Severely watered down of course. "That's what we are fed. You want more food, you have to bribe the guards. Sometimes we have some hard bread." Often with maggots and other bugs but that was good too. bugs were food. "Or sometimes you can get a rat." He drew his knees up. "We were on rationing before we were taken to the camps." he blinked. "But we had milk, and eggs..." he said in a longing voice.