Nate couldn't say he didn't like the scientists' style, feeding them the best of the best and then taking it all away the next day, but lack of nicotine in his system made it difficult to be amused about anything.
"I don't know," he said honestly. "It ain't that spoiled to wanna eat whatever you want." It was true, some people didn't really have a choice in the matter, but Nate realized that most people did usually have a choice. Maybe Ethan had never had to go without anything before.
"I got a headache too." The food wasn't really helping, but he was happier with his sandwich than he'd been without it half a minute prior.