You tell her the same will happen to her. You try not to let your meals die forever. Makes it hard for you to come back for seconds. You probably should have mentioned that in the beginning, but she was so tasty that you couldn’t resist. You kiss her on her cheek and lick her tears.
She seems to be disturbed by the idea that she could be eaten multiple times, but she takes a deep breath, presumably attempting to calm herself, and gives a small nod.
