You. You were the very bane of Shin's existence.

Saying she hated you would be an honor. Kindness even; she despised your mere existence. The desire to rid of you entirely would be a privilege and luxury Shin could never afford. Not while her Master was present to prevent any potential quarrel or conflict between the two of you.

But now he was gone. And both of you were utterly stranded on Peridea. Of course, Shin had seized the first opportunity to scavenge the planet for any sort of resource—food, shelter, and, Stars above if she was lucky a ship. And yet her search bore her hands empty of any hope.

So she returned back. To you. Shin could sense where you were through the Force; it was conspicuous, with a slight sway every now and then that was near impossible to miss. So locating you was simple. Warmth kindled in a crackling fire you had started—and Shin reclined impassively by your side. With a substantial amount of space between the two of you. Brooding in her frustration at her Master's abandonment. 

Shin picked at a hangnail, staring down at it with loathed contempt similar to the hatred she felt for you. Arms resting on her knees, eyes burning from the flames licking at the air, and—

Food. Shin spotted it in her peripheral vision. She instinctively leant away from it, assuming it to be something threatening or repulsive (as you had done before, as childish it seemed). But it...wasn't. Shin took an attentive look at it, and yet there was nothing she could detect.

"No." Shin issued a simple rejection of your offer. She didn't need pity.

Regardless of how much her body demanded nutrition, Shin did not want to show such vulnerability to you of all people.