How much can they eat?

Perhaps I should have thought this through a little more. Actually I was having this thought quite a few times lately. I had purchased both Blackfire and Terra. Tamaranians had next to zero table manners, grabbing anything they could and shoving it into their mouths.

Terra wasn't much better. Her time as a vagrant had given her both an appetite and a tolerance for food that probably should NOT be eaten. Until that moment, I had never seen someone actually eat an entire leg of chicken down to the bone. It was literally picked clean. If she had taken a bite out of the bone itself next, I would NOT have been surprised. Perhaps I should have requested some modifications on their diets...

Groaning, Jinx hid her face with her hand, picking at her own food like a normal person. She ate her mashed potatoes with a spoon, rather then her hand (Blackfire) nor did she shove the entire chicken leg in her mouth and rip at it like an animal (Terra). "Washamatta?" Terra asked before swallowing. "You're not eating, boss."

"Just making a mental note to teach you two table manners," I replied in all seriousness. "I'm also deciding whether to use spankings or electrical shocks." The pair stopped, looking at each other. I had to say, Terra may eat things most wouldn't, but she was neater about it. Blackfire had gravy on her face. Blackfire looked at the handful of mash potatoes in her hand and tried to eat it in a less sloppy fashion. ...oi...

"I'm SO sorry, John...I had completely forgotten," Jinx said with a look that said she was both sorry and mortified. I patted her leg. "It's alright, Jinx. You can help me teach them. I'm sure we can find a way to make it VERY fun." Jinx tittered, wiggling in her seat. I wasn't sure if it was the thought of the lessons or the fact my hand was on her leg that was making her react that way.