Christa laughed a little at the mention of her 'nice hind' then, her face dropped and she felt her stomach twist into something ugly at the mention of the 'camp'. She thought she might just throw back up her wonderful meal, she took a few sips of her drink to steady herself. She too had had this thought, but dismissed it, thinking -hoping- the human race wasn't as awful as that. After all, she's a human and she doesn't want Anthros in a concentration camp so surely there's others of higher power who also feel this way? Though as time went on she realised the government isn't as flowery and kind as she used to believe. 

She sort of switched off as her thoughts spun her away into a dark place. She began thinking of Ruby and imagining where she is and what she's doing and hoping, she's alright. Shed even pray if she knew it would do any good. She has never been religious, her mother used to be until her husband and Christa's father was murdered. 

She started to hear talking again, Miles. [i]Oh yeah, he was talking[/i] she thought, feeling guilty she had switched off, but it wasn't purposefully. She shook her head and focused back on Miles, just enough to catch his last sentence about a date, burgers and leg humping. He was trying to make light once again of the situation. Christa gave Miles a thankful smile. She was more than grateful that her new partner had a sense of humour. "Yeah." She said softly, half laughing. 

She stood up and walked to the counter and paid for her meal. Once she paid and gave the right tip she looked at Miles and flashed him a cover up 'I'm okay, not really' smile. "Lets, head out, we have criminals to watch!" She said in an enthusiastic manner as she did a mini fist pump. Though it all seemed a bit put on. Christa walked outside and took a breath of fresh air and calmed herself down. She had to clear her mind and get on with work. She turned and looked back inside the cafe as she waited for her K-9 partner.