[He knows this is as much a game as it is anything else, yet, perhaps because he has no choice or because he enjoys the attention, Adar allows himself to go along with it, to believe it.
For a moment, he looks as if he is about to say that all the food Sauron offers him was good (which it was, which was part of why he despised it so much) and that he didn't hunger, but a low grumble comes from his stomach at the thought of real, fresh bread and he cannot escape that confession of hunger even if he tries.]
I did not feel well. [For reasons that had nothing to do with his health, but it was still true.] I would like that, thank you.
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For a moment, he looks as if he is about to say that all the food Sauron offers him was good (which it was, which was part of why he despised it so much) and that he didn't hunger, but a low grumble comes from his stomach at the thought of real, fresh bread and he cannot escape that confession of hunger even if he tries.]
I did not feel well. [For reasons that had nothing to do with his health, but it was still true.] I would like that, thank you.