Multiple bags of baked and fried bread were on the bed. It seemed that Eugene had a strong craving after smelling one from outside the hospital.
The Alpha chuckled and shook his head, only receiving half of the strawberry-filled bread Claude had on him. "How are you feeling, Roth? The silver pellet should have suppressed most of the bad attributes you might have. However, we don't know which ones will remain visible."
"Like my hunger?" Eugene stuffed his mouth with pieces of bread, which Irving tore to share with him. "I can't imagine you eating a lot, though…"
"Our hunger is indeed tremendous, but some things can be done to help it." Len smiled meaningfully, but Eugene frowned at him. The patient even took out a long piece of bread and tried to hit him with it. Len had to evade. If Claude did that, he would even bite the bread with a smirk.
