"No, the poison won't deteriorate living flesh," they clarify. "Once a body has died, the meat with be fresh only at first. From that point forward, it will gradually become infected with the poison's disease. At first, it will pass for food but make you sick... later, it will become entirely inedible. I expect the same will happen to the food you've brought, as well as any clothing or belongings. Though, inorganic matter tends to hold together longer."

Which you can see a bit of by the fact that what passes for their skirt is still in one piece, though it looks like it must smell very bad. The being will accept the baggies from Reira with a grateful nod, though without the desperation you might expect from someone in this situation. Reira will still feel their ambient anticipation and excitement, however, even if it doesn't show on the surface.

They turn to look at Julien for a moment, something sharp in their eye.

"It does seem set up that way, doesn't it? To corrupt our bodies and minds, while simultaneously using desperate hunger to make what food remains a precious commodity."