Anastasia took his hand and shook her head, "No, no, you were busy too. I should have been paying attention and dragged myself away to get food."

She started to limp slightly, trying to keep pressure off her foot as much as possible. She rested her head on his shoulder, "Maybe, I should ask Eric to bring food to the office at lunch if I plan to work... Just to make sure that I don't forget to eat entirely."

She laughed a little, "A larger portion would be nice though... I feel like I could eat a horse... Which is funny because two minutes ago, I didn't even know I was hungry."

She sighed, "I told George this morning... He wasn't too happy... but I told him that he wouldn't want to lose us as a trading partner... that hopefully defused him," They reached the dining hall and she walked in quickly taking a seat, "A little better," she said commenting on the pins and needles in her leg.