[ in their world, "dried" generally is what constitutes as "non-perishable," even though it all eventually goes bad after a long enough period of time (although given the shortage of food in general, very little goes to waste). Some things are canned or fermented in glass jars, but their food tends to be rather basic.
Levi never thought about it much; the Survey Corps was given rations, and their food was plain compared to some of the things the gluttonous merchant class likely ate. But it had been a large, welcome improvement over having to steal scraps just to survive.
Standing inside the marketplace, with seemingly endless varieties of food (or what was supposedly food), he may as well have stepped into some kind of psychotic dream.
Levi crosses his arms, and anything that doesn't look like it could possibly have come from any kind of natural, organic source he eyes with deep suspicion. ]
[grocery shopping]
Levi never thought about it much; the Survey Corps was given rations, and their food was plain compared to some of the things the gluttonous merchant class likely ate. But it had been a large, welcome improvement over having to steal scraps just to survive.
Standing inside the marketplace, with seemingly endless varieties of food (or what was supposedly food), he may as well have stepped into some kind of psychotic dream.
Levi crosses his arms, and anything that doesn't look like it could possibly have come from any kind of natural, organic source he eyes with deep suspicion. ]
The fuck is all this shit?