She decided not to stick out her hand when the boy faerie told her his name was Ziya, seeing how he inhaled the bread, he might try to eat her hand, too. She ate too, "Oh!! A wood faerie, so we are like cousins, yes? What is your Purpose, Ziya? As a Wood faerie, were you born from a Tree?" She munched on more food, staring at him, eager for more info.
(Yeah, lame, too tired, and friend bugging me.)