It doesn't really seem that... I don't know, practical. Or even sensical. [Elizabeth frowns and reaches back to check her wings again. Her fingers traveled over her back and into the wing. It isn't an apparatus like that thing they'd shoved into her spine in a drastic attempt to control her (the mark from which is still apparent and framed by her wings now). No, these were actually growing out of her like a normal appendage.]

I read also that everything's free here. So they just expect that we'll take care of ourselves? Eat and sleep, not voluntarily starve to death?