[This is, without a doubt, the most awkward family dinner Ochako has ever attended. She loves Caramia—really, she does!—but even his bright, sunny disposition can't make up for Kyrie's... whatever it is. He's all but smirking at her from across the table, and while she's trying very, very hard to ignore him, she can just feel him watching her as she pokes the grey, presumably bloody hunk of deer meat sitting in front of her. Does she want to take a bite? No!! ...Yes? It's complicated.

This entire werewolf business is complicated, actually, and she suppresses a sigh as she reaches up to scratch her new ears. Why is she here again? Oh, right— because it's her first night as a werewolf, she's craving fresh meat, and she knows that Caramia won't let her hurt anyone if this whole thing gets out of hand. Wolfy state or no, she should at least try to be polite.]

Caramia, I— [She looks up at him, trying to give him a normal smile. Please ignore her brand new fangs? She's terribly sensitive about them.] I really, really appreciate the food, but I don't know if I can eat it? It looks...

[Fresh. It looks incredibly fresh, and her smile disappears once she looks back down at it.]

I-I mean, I want to eat it, but I keep thinking about Doris!