She was chowing down, happy to have another meal. Denji just managed to pick two golden apples and settled himself atop a branch.

After a quick polish on his shirt to admire their sparkle, he took a bite. ...Sighed in bliss, and chewed. His chin was a mess of apple juices.

"Holy shit...! I don't think I've eaten a single nasty thing here yet!" Now he ate ravenously, no table manners, as he chomped away.