What on earth have you been eating then? No wonder you're skin an' bone.

[Last she checked, those were staples in many areas, which she'd learned by selling meats while traveling earlier on in her time in the Drabwurld. The pizza in her hand in the meantime gets another bite taken out of it, then another, and another once she's sure it's no longer hot. It's actually not as bad as she thought it was going to be. Either that or she's incredibly hungry, which she is. Starving even. The slice is devoured in a few minutes, Merida not really showing any restraint like a princess should.]

I used to go out an' shoot my own dinner when I lived here. [There's a bit of a sigh as she licks her fingers.] Because everythin' was so weird inside. At least outside th' Drabwurld was like home.