Food and drink... [Majima will have a difficult time understanding what the tone she uses is. It's nearly wonder. Her mind burns with the remembrance, hunger and thirst had been lost to her and the mere mention bring her a feeling of humanity she'd not felt in some time. The ache of desire for something to chew on, to swallow, is more intense than the open wound in her back. Her voice becomes stiff with poorly contained want.]

Yes. If you would please. [Maria is the picture of politeness when it came to good manners, raised noble and refusing to lose her sense of propriety. Even when she joined the Hunters, was no longer welcome at Cainhurst Court, she acted the lady. It was a part of her, a piece she held close, clung to for a sense of identity. Something she felt separated from in the nightmare. Something she wanted back, now.]