Once again, you find yourself faced with your nanny trying to feed you some unwholesome muck that you're fairly certain was made by rotting good food rather then cooking it properly like any sane person would. You bat the spoon aside, letting the foul-smelling gob that had been attached to it splatter on the floor.
The stupid girl looks at you with wide eyes. "Eh, Naru-chan? Don't you like the food?"
... No, you really didn't. Much like the last time you had refused to eat, and the time before, and the time before that as well. "Idiot," You say to her face. Could the girl seriously not get the hint already?
Her eyes brim with tears, as she starts crying and runs from the room. You ignore your masked guard's muffled chuckles, and push the jar of vile-smelling gunk to the floor. Not that doing so could make it any more unpleasant, you're sure- But at least it's less likely to be fed to you now.
Afterwords, you continue practicing speech, and begin walking on your own as well. Your nanny continues to be a fool, cooing over everything you do and blinking back tears when you point out her blantant stupidity- But there's not much you can do about that.
By the time your second year has passed, you're more then capable of speaking short sentences and walking about on your own. You're entirely unsurprised to find the old man sitting next to your new bed one morning, looking you over much the same as last year.
[] How do you greet the man?