[The woman was a silent force of ramen devastation. The only sounds she had made in the whole time were the clink of chopsticks against bowl, the slurp of noodles, and an insistent "More." that was no longer working for her. Karen's words would probably be better suited to a child but the adult woman does have a kind of childish, spoiled look on her face when she looks up.]
[That look holds as she briefly considers if her actions are worth explaining.]
[She ultimately decides it's not. Karen's intervention does let her admit to herself, though, that this source of yummy food has dried up and she can't expect more. She sighs deeply.]
... very well.
[A victory? The woman stands up and brushes off the front of her apron. While the stolen clothes did a good job of covering her front, her bare bottom is exposed when she stands.]
no subject
[That look holds as she briefly considers if her actions are worth explaining.]
[She ultimately decides it's not. Karen's intervention does let her admit to herself, though, that this source of yummy food has dried up and she can't expect more. She sighs deeply.]
... very well.
[A victory? The woman stands up and brushes off the front of her apron. While the stolen clothes did a good job of covering her front, her bare bottom is exposed when she stands.]