It doesn't snow much in Sesat, but it does now and then. Tonight if you go far enough east you can find snow; the estate by the river is far enough east. There are blankets over the more delicate crops tonight and every horizontal surface is slowly turning white. They keep trying to grow citrus here and this attempt is probably going to meet the same fate as the last one but the servant who carefully blanketed the trees goes to check out of terror that maybe she just imagined having done that or maybe she did it wrong or maybe if she just looks at them frequently enough it will somehow help.
"Well, you're clearly small for your age and you clearly don't eat enough, so you might not be able to notice when you're hungry. Eat more than you feel like eating and see if you feel better."
"...like I ate too much. Maybe you can tell everyone that I am very smart for my size instead of very small for my smartness."
"Many people do and you've obviously made it through your first year, at any rate." Mile clicks her tongue. "Some people are made sick by certain foods. I wonder if you have that problem, maybe with everything you've tried yet so you'd have no way to tell 'sick' from 'full'."
"I don't think any of the things that seem like food to me are making me sick but I guess I wouldn't know. I could try not eating for a couple days and see what happens."
Mile looks heavenward and bites her lip. She sighs. "You could try it. Or you could try eating one thing at a time for a while, see if you feel different eating different things."