Having a complex belief system, Adah mused idly as she watched the fruit knife sink into the mealy meat of the apple with a light, sharp sound, didn't save one from being terrible. It just gave most people an excuse; she felt a little bit of envy for the sort of freedom that would come with being a Reaver, as she watched River's teeth dig into the apple. Lacking an eye, lacking a body, now lacking his entire left cheek, soon to become slight, rhythmic twitches on River's own cheeks as she chewed it up...