The child looks at the window; the witch is not watching, but she still goes back to picking off bugs.

She says something and mimes. She picks up a leaf, points at the plants in the forbidden area and then mimes the leaf touching her other hand. The hand goes limp.

"...I have no idea w—oh. Oh do you mean those leaves make my hands numb?"

Well, the language barrier works in both directions, but the kid gestures again.

"Okay..." She'll stay away from those leaves for now, then.

Does she keep working until it's lunch time?

Yes, she does.

Then they can lunch, ideally without any disruptions.

And lunch is presumably the gruel again.

Sadde thinks. The witch has magic plants that make you go limp. And she thinks the kid meant that she could also see that way? Maybe. And running away sometimes takes her back even though it makes no sense.

She's not going to try to run away soon, not again. There is too much she needs to know. She'll stay, and watch, and learn.

The lunch is gruel again! She was right. Her reward is eating gruel.

No one talks during it. The witch watches them the entire time. Apparently not moving much, just watching them eat.

They were sent back to the garden again. The gruel shows itself to be not enough for Sadde's little stomach.

Then she guesses she is going to lose some weight isn't she.

She tries not to think too much about how this will affect her growth. There's magic, presumably there will be some way to fix it in the future.

She is definitely doing a lot of physical activity without much nourishment to back it up. After several hours they are finally called for dinner.

Dinner is slightly better, more meat. Which is good after such a tiring day.

Yay. She's so happy.

God she hopes this was all a nightmare and when she sleeps she'll wake up.