Mika sat down at an empty table. Sighing, she looked at her plate. Picking up her spoon to begin at the stew, she thought of the past days. So far everything was going decently as she wanted. She had made some acquainted 'friends'. But mostly she had been watching carefully and asking those 'friends', who were just people who thought she was nice, on tips. So far she was doing good, but Mika wanted to become better. Starting on the stew, she thought briefly about her goal. 

She would only need to have it hold it out till the right time was there. Of course, she shouldn't become one of the best. Not that she thought it was possible, but to be recruited by the Military Police would only keep her within the walls. A displeased look briefly slide over her face. She wouldn't let herself be contained and put away in a box like the others. They could serve and die for a king all they want for. Ants, nothing better than ants in her opinion. 

Continue to eat, Mika thought further about what she would do. For now she had people that thought her as a friend or ally. Hopefully she could get some connection with people that had more influence. Not that she wished to have those desperately, but it could provide some crucial aid in the times to come.