"That is exactly why I do not eat any of that." Alice sounds so serious as she says it.. Because she is. And it's not even that she makes her own food instead, no. She just shrugs a little before adding: "I have someone who cooks for me."

Imagine that luxury, Idia. Having your own personal cook on a train like this. Alice does understand its value, she's more just sounding so casual about it now because.. well, is that not how Alice talks about pretty much anything?

Besides, it doesn't feel like the most important point to her here. As she moves the teapot to pour the hot water into a mug, she asks the real important question here.

"How do you know what happens when you eat rat poison?"

Have you done it before, Idia.

Have you.