The smell coming out of the cafeteria was too good for Athrusa to ignore. It made her wonder... when the last time she ate real food was. Even back on Stetchkin, she'd largely relegated herself to carbohydrate paste and the occasional rare MRE, typically out of a desire to avoid crowded areas like the mess hall. But she's really feeling quite an appetite for something real after so much...

A pause, as she looks towards the white-haired young woman. "H-hello, I'm Athrusa!"