"Porridge and stew mostly. It's not much. What've you been eating?" Bland, unseasoned, and entirely to keep him alive and no other reason. The vegetables and meat in the stew were so overcooked as to be almost grey, and was probably from the same pot day after day because it was getting progressively worse, unless he was just hating it more. Will wondered if this was what the others were being fed too. He had to feed himself with his fingers because he was never allowed a spoon. It was getting to the point where he was finding it hard to make himself swallow it. He took the drugs just before the meal, and that helped a bit.