"Oh! I am so sorry. I misunderstood." It's safe to chance her tea again, she picks it up and takes a sip. It's cooled and that's a shame, but she will drink it anyway.

"I made a decision. A day or two after I met you. What I decided was this: anything I asked for here, I would eat or drink. On the island, where our airplane crashed, there is very little in the way of food beyond what we forage or catch. This is my way of... not taking advantage of things. For those still on the island."