"Rumant, can you promise me something?" Zion asked, looking at me as he gave me his share of ice cream as I had finished mine.
"What is it?" I asked, happily taking the ice cream from him. He always orders the best flavours. I don't order them because he will give the remainder of his to me so I can try other flavours.
I realised from early on, that Zion is not a big eater. It's not that he does not like to eat much, it's just that he cannot eat much. Not to mention, he can eat just about anything, even stale bread, and he will have no stomach pains.
But it was really bad back in the HQ. They sometimes do not give us enough food or sometimes they just give us one meal a day.
Zion seemed quite used to it but as for me … I was one of the people that had to eat a certain amount to be able to function throughout the day.
