[ Yuri, an unknowing substitute for melatonin... ]

I can make do with whatever there is to work with. It's what I'm used to.

[ Garreg Mach had shared any spare food resources with Abyss, lest they go to waste, but they'd gotten by whether these were few or plentiful. Before and after that, he'd managed as anyone born in Faerghus was taught to, and ensured his men knew the same.

He could make gold out of straw, in the culinary sense. ]

Not much of an even trade if you have to accommodate too much.