Oh, good, Lave's listening. For a second, I thought she wasn't paying attention, and I was going to worry, because this seems important.
I used to get my younger brother to eat like that, when all else failed. It didn't matter how much he hated cabbage, he didn't want *me* eating what was his. I've tried it on my little sister, but usually her reaction is, "Go ahead, I don't want it."
On a side note, I'm not sure how hard it is to edit these comics, but it says "somethig forbidden" instead of "something" in the last panel.
@RedClause: Yeah, it is useful that way. XD And no problem! I'm glad you can edit them. :) (You probably don't want to hear this, but it also says "what is this layers word?" when "layers" should have an apostrophe, and "cystal ball" instead of crystal, which, yeah, I'd really want to fix that one. XD)
Life's no cake walk in Persephone, but Lave Faraday has it worse than most. In a city where the undead are part of the night life and supernatural's the norm; Lave is expected to help keep the peace in this impossible city; or do hard jail time for past crimes. But when you have mafia vampires, necromancer frat boys, and zombie booze drinkers prowling the streets, one can't help but feel like a glorified; paranormal janitor. And Laves problems don't exactly improve when she finds herself protecting a young boy from a sinister force; and making enemies in all the right places.