"Why bother making fake blood? I mean, there's enough animals slaughtered to make human food, you'd be better off just draining it from them." This is quite possibly the grossest conversation she's ever had. And it shows on her face. She takes another bite regardless, then tosses the apple core into the trash. "How does that work, anyway? 'Fake blood.' If they can make that, shouldn't they use it for transfusions?"