[He shifts, wobbling a little-which is weird but he doesn't pay it much mind.]

When our survival becomes dependent on eating....that then I will do what is necessary. Until then, I will not needlessly risk food poisoning. [Damian eyes the mess with distaste. He probably shouldn't leave it on the floor like that. Pennyworth would throw a fit. Not that Pennyworth is here. He grumbles under his breath, rubbing at his temples. His head feels strange.]