"Is it?" Elena blinked. She'd never really thought of it that way. "Most of the food they serve here is a lot like what I'm used to at home."

But all this talk about food was starting to make her feel a little queasy again. She fished out a piece of ice from her drink with her fingers and started to suck on it, hoping that it would help.

Probably best to change the subject.

"Sometimes it's more than every day," she said slowly, eying the new faces scattered around the cafeteria. "I don't even want to begin speculating why we're here. It's too frightening."