Alicia's real face

After she was done crying so much, she sat down and just stared blankly without saying a word, while Harold just stared at her, not sure what he was supposed to do. 

"Would... you... like some bread?" He asked, offering one. 

Alicia turned to look at him. If this weren't such a big issue, she would have laughed at his lame attempt to console her. But she didn't have it in her to laugh right now. 

"How could I do that?" She asked quietly, making him frown in confusion. 

"You don't want to eat the bread?" 

"No. I mean... I can't... I don't... I don't even know how to use a sword or a dagger," Alicia said in confusion, returning to that topic.

She had been thinking about it for a while, and it just didn't make sense. 

"You stabbed me before with a dagger." He reminded her as he returned the bread to the box. 

"But I don't know—"