Bitterblue was loading up her own plate. She dearly missed some of the Monsean dishes from home, but other than that, she couldn't find fault with the food the Owmi provided them.

She noticed the woman ahead of her, noticed her tray loaded with food. But while that stuck out at her - clearly this woman was hungry - what Bitterblue noticed most was the new face.

Another abductee.

She put on a friendly smile. "Hello, you must be one of the new arrivals."