"If I couldn't, I wouldn't survive for long, now would I?" In truth, he wasn't entirely sure, but his words held true--if he couldn't even handle that now, he would never be able to get the sustenance he needed before his body simply failed him. As it stood, he was thinner than he had ever been, which was really saying something considering the life he had led.
His mouth watered at the idea of food, but at the same time, his stomach cringed and constricted nauseously.