Chris hummed to himself softly as the lady still watched him, he felt as though he was doing something wrong. He jumped as there was a knock on the door he scooted into the corner wincing at the painful movements, the lady was given something that smelt strange to Chris. He leaned forward still rapidly sniffing as well as getting a good look at everything, as she put it on the table beside his bed. Such colour! Licking his lips as his mouth began to salivate, he scooted forward watched as she sat down. What was her name?
Craning his neck to give another close look at the plate of food, He reached forward slowly for the green things, giving a rather uncomfortable glance to the doctor, he poked them retracting his finger quickly. It felt squishy but it was very warm too. He looked at his finger and sucked it gently, smacking his lips together he couldn't grasp the taste because he had never tasted this before and he wasn't so sure.
Reaching forward he tried to pick up the greens, after picking some up and failing to get it of the plate due to lack of grip. He grumbled a little but eventually picked one up. He put it in his mouth and sucked on it gently, he bit down slowly and grimaced as the food tasted squishy and wet. Shaking his head he took it out of his mouth and put it back on the plate.
Smacking his lips together he looked at the slab of white, his head tilting from side to side. He poked it gently and squeaked when it squashed down, he lifted his fingers sniffed them carefully. He tried to pick it up but was failing, it kept breaking in his hand. Eventually he picked up a piece he licked it slowly. He nibbled slowly the texture was chewy to him but it wasn't that bad.
He was done after a while and looked at the brown substance in a cup, he poked his finger and it sunk right in! He cooed again pulling his finger out, he looked at the thick pudding on his finger. Sniffing it he was confused at the sweet smell, sucking his finger he hummed softly. It was very nice but very sweet in fact too sweet.
Shaking his head he scooted back on the bed, he didn't want anymore. Even though he didn't really chew anything and swallow it he was happy enough after years without a full meal. He scratched his head a little yawning lightly, he looked up at the drip again his hand reaching out to touch the clear cord. He tapped it and watched as the bag at the top wiggled, his eyes watched carefully looking back to the doctor.