"Shouldn't you be eating chocolate?" I asked. "Guaranteed cure-all." I motioned at Chloe. "Give her some." "She didn't want it," Chloe said. "And you can't have it." She stuffed the rest into her mouth, nearly choking. Hunter chuckled. "I swear she's going to choke to death on chocolate one day," she said. "I feel sorry for whoever has to write her epitaph."