[Made of knives and with sharp steel teeth! Hisako inspects the container and considers how long it would take for her to wrestle it open given that the magic that usually serves to replace her hands isn't working. She could manage but it'd be messy. Her disgust reflex shifted a long time ago, so if doing that got the contents spread across the ground she doesn't see anything wrong with still eating them, but that would also make her look worse.]

Can you get it open for me?

[Charging... Hisako sighs.]

Ah. I'd managed to forget about the whole needing-money-to-live thing. The dark side of food.