Going from needing food to no longer needing it and then back again had messed with some of his hunger signals, to be sure. Add that onto the old habit that he was never one to turn to food when he was feeling stressed, and it was no wonder he had been so thin before Storybrooke. Before becoming the Dark One, even. (He was much more concerned with making certain his son was fed before he was, though things were rarely dire enough that he had to go without.)
He also felt strange about eating in front of people, now. Some holdover of being the Dark One to be sure. Like the singsongy lilt he adopted back in the Enchanted Forest, it was all pantomime to seem less human, more detached from his dealings. Eating felt a little too much like a person. Like someone who was vulnerable.
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Going from needing food to no longer needing it and then back again had messed with some of his hunger signals, to be sure. Add that onto the old habit that he was never one to turn to food when he was feeling stressed, and it was no wonder he had been so thin before Storybrooke. Before becoming the Dark One, even. (He was much more concerned with making certain his son was fed before he was, though things were rarely dire enough that he had to go without.)
He also felt strange about eating in front of people, now. Some holdover of being the Dark One to be sure. Like the singsongy lilt he adopted back in the Enchanted Forest, it was all pantomime to seem less human, more detached from his dealings. Eating felt a little too much like a person. Like someone who was vulnerable.
"I'll have the rest a little later."