"Ugh, tell me about it. This damn thing's travel... I almost miss my Chuka." She pauses, and remembers how it couldn't hold a pattern to save its life. "Almost."

She also doesn't quite pile as high as Oki does, but is mostly letting her hunger guide her-- vegetables, fresh and pickled, and seafood, especially. "-- Obligate?"

She will sit across from Oki.