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[color=9e0b0f][b]Location: [/b][/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[color=9e0b0f][b]Time: [/b][/color] Late Afternoon
[color=9e0b0f][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] O'Ner [@Eviledd1984] Darius [@FunnyGuy]
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Myra looked at Mathis, confused as he began to laugh and apologized for it shortly after. She didn't understand why he was apologizing. Laughing was a good thing wasn't it? It meant that he was happy. The second she tilted her head as she looked at Mathis to indicate her confusion though, Myra felt her body slowly falling to the side due to the alcohol she had just tasted, making her flinch, surprised and quickly put her hands on the table, rising her tail to prevent her from falling, followed by a rather cute hiccup. It was obvious due to her expression that she was confused by why she was feeling funny and had no idea why.

After taking a moment to regain her balance, Myra continued eating, albeit it was harder than it normally was, particularly to keep herself clean while doing so, which required her to eat a bit slowly. When Mathis asked her about food though, she stopped eating looking at him, thinking before she replied. It did take her a bit longer to reply but she did point towards the large table where the food was, particularly pointing at the meat before she showed her teeth again, trying to remind Mathis when she told him that she liked to hunt.

Interrupting their little conversation, a familiar figure approaching them. Upon noticing that it was Darius, Myra smiled kindly at him almost like a greeting. When Darius showed surprise seeing that Myra was eating pasta she smiled at him, taking a single string of that so called 'pasta' and offering him. She had tasted a lot of different food since she met Darius. Pasta was good and definitely tasty but she still loved meat. While she was accustomed with 'fresh' meat, the cooked one wasn't bad, in fact being really tasty too when seasoned. When Darius grabbed one of the steel things that Mathis called 'utensils' to eat, asking if he could eat some, Myra simply nodded as she took the string of pasta she had offered to him to her mouth, although she did miss it by a little leaving a red stain of tomato sauce on her cheek, which made her look confused to her hands, almost as if asking herself why she missed her own mouth before using her tongue to clean the tomato sauce from her mouth.