She nods, and follows that instruction, putting a small amount on the corner of her bread to try. She takes the bite, chewing thoughtfully. It is...very different to what she's had previously. "I...think I like it?" she says. It's harder to tell with things that have more flavour, she realises. She finishes off the quarter of bread, and stays put, watching Daisy.

"I'll ask Pradnakt about how much it's safe for you to have, when she's up. While you aren't eating very much, it's important that you eat the things that are best for you, and bread isn't very good that way - it won't hurt you, but if you're eating that instead of other things, that will."

She nods. "Makes sense," she murmurs, nodding again. "Nutrition is important." That last bit sounds a little bit like she's learned to parrot it, it was what was said nearly every time she was handed her 'meals', although she's starting to think that those weren't quite as nutritional as Ma'am suggested.

"Mmhmm. You won't need to worry as much about it once you're eating a normal amount, and probably not at all once you get used to eating more kinds of things. But for now, yes."

She nods some more, and finally retreats back to the table, perching on one of the benches, still facing Daisy, knees curled up to her chest again. (This seems to be the position she's most comfortable sat in.)

Breakfast follows not too long afterward: hash browns and scrambled eggs and, of course, a glass of milk.

"Thank you," she says, taking the plate and glass somewhat cautiously, scared to drop them and repeat last night. Thankfully she gets them to the table in one piece, where she quickly tucks in. The hash browns are different again, obviously potato, but different texture. She makes herself slow down her eating speed, wondering if that will help with her eating more.

Daisy sits too, comfortably out of arm's reach. "You could try something different for lunch, if you want. Corn isn't as good for you as potatoes, but it's better than bread; I think it'd be okay to have that once in a while if you like it."

Rhoda considers that, continuing to eat. "If it's not too much trouble?" she says, looking up at Daisy - she manages to meet her eyes (eyes?) for half a second before her gaze flickers away again.

"It's not. We do have a few things around here that are expensive or hard to get more of, but I won't offer those without letting you know that you won't be able to have them very often."

She considers that, and quietly resolves to refuse anything that comes with that warning - she doesn't want to become an inconvenience, even if she currently isn't. She nods, even as she decides that she's full, and clears up her dishes.

Daisy stays put, letting her take care of them herself.

"I talked to Pradnakt about it last night, and I think she's going to just let you stay, if you want to. If she does, we'll come up with a little budget for you to spend on things like that, or whatever you want. And if you pick up a hobby that makes money you'll have that to spend, too, of course."

Rhoda freezes mid-motion, and then very carefully resumes moving. "I- You- you don't have to. You've already... you've done so much for me? Given me so much. I- couldn't." She shakes her head, almost violently.

"We don't, yes. But we'll feel better about it if you can have things you want, and if you don't have to ask us for permission for it."

She has absolutely no idea how to argue with Daisy on this. She knows that she can't accept it - it is very definitely too much, the other stuff (food and such) was just keeping her alive, giving her something that has the potential to make her that independent? (She thinks, she doesn't really...know enough about this to know.) Especially if she hasn't earned it. But she knows that any argument is going to be met with some variation of 'We're going to do it anyway'.

"I- okay," she gives in, with pretty clear reluctance.

"You don't have to spend it, if you aren't comfortable with that. We'd like you to, eventually, but it's fine if you don't. The important part is that you can if you want to. Okay?"

She's not comfortable being given it. But... If it makes Pradnakt and Daisy happy, and she doesn't have to spend it, then... She can possibly figure out a way to give it back. She can...live with that. She thinks. And figure out a way to earn it, maybe?

"Okay," she agrees, trying to sound less reluctant this time.

"Good."

And Pradnakt chooses that moment to emerge from the back room. "Good morning."

Rhoda jumps a little, having been very focused on Daisy, but she still manages to smile at Pradnakt. "Hello," she greets. "I-" She pauses, wondering whether it was right to ask. She didn't think it was wrong. "Did you sleep well?"

Daisy translates; Pradnakt nods. "You?"

"Well, thank you," she says, nodding slightly. "I..." She pauses, trying to work out the words. "I am sorry for overreacting last night?"

"It's okay," Daisy translates. "It's not your fault."

That gets a slightly confused nod, and a burst of relief.

"I- guess you need to work again?" Rhoda says, tilting her head.

Sign sign, "breakfast, first."