Victor's food gradually disappeared. He swallowed each bite not because he actually wanted to eat, but because he needed the energy that a good meal could give him. So he swallowed with the help of water. Each bite was painful torture.
Victor's eyes showed his lack of enthusiasm. Victor's hands rubbed his forehead due to the stress that the place caused him.
"Even on the farm, I didn't feel this bad," Victor thought.
On the farm, he felt overwhelmed; the place was a prison, a farm. But the place was relaxing in some twisted way. They used a social setting as if they were trying to sell the idea that this place was the world and that what was outside did not exist and they had no right to think about that place.
Here, what weighed most heavily on him was, unfortunately, the strong human will to fight. Victor is human, of course he loves his home, and before, when he fled with his parents to the bunkers, he also wanted to get his home back.
