"I've always eaten food but I've never needed it before now," the homunculus admitted. "I just like the sensation of taste. And it puts humans at ease. They can't tell I'm not one of them and it always made sense to do the things they did."

That was what it really came down to, didn't it? So much time doing what she thought humans did, and expecting that to be the sum of humanity. All she did was mimic, it didn't really mean anything. She stabbed at her breakfast, frowning slightly as she was unable to stop the thoughts from gathering. And building.