He answers just as i hear the door click, i turn to see my supper being delivered, the sight of the lumpy cold porridge makes me gag, the woman slides it across the floor in a tray too afraid of me to get close after the asshole dropped a little of my fire and it turned his leg to dust, now they know how dangerous i am they dont dare come near me without there special see through suit, not that it cant save them but it seems to slow the fire down just a little, it stops my fire from immediately penetrating the skin, giving them a warning before it burns them to ash.
I grab the metal bowl and i heat my hands until the lumpy porridge gets runny, i use the spoon to mix it and cook it until all the lumps turn to goop. As i do the crowd outside the window gets bigger as they watch me do it
