"How is it?" Denji questions, working his chopsticks to lift some of the stir fried meat to his mouth.

Denji is your older brother- well, in a way. He's sort of your dad at the same time..it's all confusing, but, regardless, you're under his care. Denji has cooked you a hearty meal: stir fried meat with onions, a nice helping of fluffy rice, and some miso soup.

Human meat..

Denji clears his throat. "I worked hard to make it, you know. Sorry if it's too salty for you." He muffled.