... Oh. [ There's a slow realisation of understanding. Oh, no that makes sense... she was talking about chicken wings, after all. ]

I think I understand...? I mean, it's filling and tasty food? Even if it's not really good for you. [ And well, she's very fond of desserts and sweet treats. So she very much understands bad food being relatively good at comforting people. ]

No, it's not that. [ She shakes her head. She and her father weren't the richest in terms of Wizarding standards, but they were comfortable... maybe...? They had enough. ] We lived out in the countryside, but also junk food is more of a Muggle thing — most people like me don't... really mix with Muggles.