Staring down at your own flesh on the plate made you feel nauseated. There was still a slight sting from the removal, since Sukuna did it hastily and had Uraume hurriedly prepare it to be consumed.

"Well? Are you going to just let it get cold, little one?" He sneers at you. His words drop with venom and malice, nearing hatred for you despite the fact he claims to love you-- maybe it's just how Sukuna shows his affection. The pet name is said so sarcastically, however, that you figure he truly does just downright hate you. "You know how hard Uraume worked on this meal, the least you can do is be thankful, my love."