An excerpt from Famistan Donsantz Journals, as printed in the latest Reproduction.  

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I've spent another meal watching my dear friend eating.

It is of note that he does so slowly and never more than a single bite. While he is chewing, he spends the time looking around, observing the others.

The others can't stuff their mouths and bellies fast enough, they are like pigs before a trough, and he leans back, barely having touched his plate.