Victor looks the mush that was his food, contemplating what was offered him by the white haired woman. After a moment, Victor grabs the mush (there was little food left he could eat anymore) and forced himself to eat.

"I am the only son of a german immigrant. My mother died when she gave birth to me, and my father raised me alone. He was strict, and as a priest he knew the power of Guilt. I grew up knowing because of me my mother was not there."

He shoved some more of the tasteless gruel into his mouth.