"Why?"

This isn't how they usually do it.

"Sometimes you seem nervous about food, and it seems like it helps you to see it, so I thought it might help you to do parts of it yourself. Plus, I think cooking is fun," says Chioss.

"What do you mean it helps me?" Eefa asks suspiciously.

"Helps you feel comfortable enough to eat it?"

"No."

She doesn't want to be tricked into missing when there are thing with her food!

She doesn't want to be tricked again at all!

"It... doesn't help you with that?"

Eefa just stares at Chioss, annoyed.

...is Eefa going to eat her oatmeal.

No.

"Eefa, has the food been making you sick? If you might be allergic to something we can... well, normally we'd get the doctor in about that, but if that's not... going to work for you... we can try making much simpler food, and introducing new ingredients one at a time, till we figure out what's making you feel bad," says Chioss.

Eefa looks at Chioss.

"Was it supposed to be making me sick?"

"No! Nothing we're doing is supposed to be making you sick. If you're worried about the food because some of it has been anyway, that could be an allergy, and then we can stop giving you whatever it is."

"Don't want food that does different things."

"Different things?"

"Than what the food has been doing so far."

None of the food has made her sleep so much so she couldn't wake from nightmares, she doesn't say.

"So the food so far has been fine and hasn't made you feel sick?"

Eefa thinks for a second and then nods.

"Okay, good. I'm glad to hear that. There's nothing in this oatmeal you haven't had before."

Eefa isn't eating it.

"You... saw everything that went into it..."

Blank stare.

Later on Mikko pulls out a scale that you can weigh things on, such as yourself! He will sit in the playroom and weigh various toys and Chioss and not directly indicate in any way that he wants to weigh Eefa.

Eefa will join in weighing various things. Not knowing any better she'll weigh herself.

(She's underweight for her size.)

That's kind of what they thought. Is she going to eat lunch? They're putting out cheese and sausage slices and crackers and dips and spreads and dried fruit and pickles to nibble on or assemble tiny sandwiches with. Then there's dessert. Cookies straight out of the sealed package.

She'll eat the things except for the sausage slices (she still doesn't like meat) and some of the dips and spreads which she seems to choose as foods to not eat on purpose or something. She still ends up eating a decent amount of food.