Rosalind had been sent a little bit of food herself - but she had gone through the most of it by now, even with the strictest of diets. The sight of fresh fruit being eaten right in front of her was difficult to bear...but no. She was going to stick to what she believed - and she believed that something was very wrong here.

So she nodded sharply, lips set in a line.

"I'm certain. Nothing personal - but I just don't trust it."