[The moment he goes for the stew, her eyes are trained on his ladle, watching him dish it up and set it down. She doesn't stop to realize she's being served, all she can do is stand there and breathe in the savory aroma of meat and vegetables, hot and hearty...
Her mouth is watering. Her eyes are glowing.
When Riddick is done checking his other dish, he will see, if he looks back at her, that the bowl is on her tray, her body is curled over it slightly, protectively, and she's chewing on a large chunk of meat plucked greedily from the bowl with her fingers...burned by the hot food, but already healed as she licks them clean with her eyes shut and a small, secret smile as her beast trills with a growl of perfect contentment in the back of her skull.
When she opens her eyes, she offers Riddick a bigger, brighter smile, almost childlike in its gratitude.]
Sorry. Everything just...smells so good. [She sucks the last of the broth off her thumb, looking down the line of food greedily.] Tastes good, too. Looks even better.
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Her mouth is watering. Her eyes are glowing.
When Riddick is done checking his other dish, he will see, if he looks back at her, that the bowl is on her tray, her body is curled over it slightly, protectively, and she's chewing on a large chunk of meat plucked greedily from the bowl with her fingers...burned by the hot food, but already healed as she licks them clean with her eyes shut and a small, secret smile as her beast trills with a growl of perfect contentment in the back of her skull.
When she opens her eyes, she offers Riddick a bigger, brighter smile, almost childlike in its gratitude.]
Sorry. Everything just...smells so good. [She sucks the last of the broth off her thumb, looking down the line of food greedily.] Tastes good, too. Looks even better.