[ It was descriptive enough and he has a very wild imagination, and all he understands is that he not only doesn't want to eat it; he doesn't want it anywhere near him. ]

Ink, you say?

[ He reeled back a bit when she lifted the plate, again a product of his over active imagination, as if expecting something to come out and grab him. ]

Uhhh, right. Another question then, torch - and apologies again if this comes of a bit rude or annoying, it-it's not my intention - ummmm - is there anything that's a bit more....reasonable? I don't have that much money on me. I just arrived I guess, would be the term for this kind of situation.