naa you think to yourself, she tasted good but frankly you think you could do better for a slave.
you tick a box next to "this studant has become food" and then another next to it saying "perminatly" and seal her fate.
your stomack starts to gurgle and a couple of minites later you do a massive belch. That must have been the air from May's lungs, she never squermed nore even woke up another good reasion you made the right choice.

Your stomack gugrles away at the poor lass and the nurce is geting on with some other paper work with her back turned to you.