Shen Li Fang had not yet decided to make her way to her chambers, for she had the desire to feast. Of course she could have went to her future lodgings to simply drop off her luggage; however that would be a misstep. After all Shen Li Fang did not properly acquaint herself with the others who would be sharing a room with her. They needed to be observed before even a [i]single[/i] belonging of hers was left there unintended. For those individuals were not clan-mates and lacked any of the Shen blood. 

And as all of her brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, cousins, and of course her parents would tell her; Shen can only truly trust a Shen. And a Shen that cannot be trusted by another Shen was no Shen at all.

With that in mind it made sense that the maiden Li Fang took her luggage, which still had certain parts of it squirming and hissing, with her to the mess hall. As she strolled through the line, Fang began to ponder upon which choice would be the easiest to take with her to a table and wouldn't be too much of a hassle.

Though while Shen Li [i]planned[/i] for that to be the case, she found something she wanted enough that she would find a way to bring it there. Stopping in front of a heating tray, Li Fang picked up a bowl and opened the tray to reveal a simple gray mass of porridge. Grasping the ladle that was tucked away inside, she scooped it out and poured it into a bowl. Quickly procuring a spoon she dropped it in the bowl. Her mind was pondering on how to exactly [i]get[/i] this bowl to her table as she stared at the porridge that was currently on it.

Quickly a thought dawned upon her as she got her luggage, which didn't have her sacrificial ingredients, and placed it flat upon the ground. She placed the bowl on her suitcase, before doing the same to the other suitcase. Bending a bit downwards Shen Li Fang began to push her suitcases to an empty table so she could place her bowl of porridge upon that table and then feast upon it.