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He didn't smile, but there was none of the sarcasm that was there before, and that at least was something. A soft frown over-took that reassurance, and she sat back, thin ankles crossing as she swung her legs back and forth. Habitual fidgeting.

Experience had given her a first hand lesson on just how horrible waiting could be, so she knew how he felt. It had her pursing her lips, attention raising from his face to drifted towards the still open door.

"So how about we don't just sit here and wait." A distraction, something to take their minds off the fact that s**t had hit the fan, and they didn't know what was going to happen. "The power is out for who knows how long, and if their is something like a back up generator it'll be used for essentials only." She was working through a line of logic. "I'm assuming things like refrigerators won't be on that list, which would mean very soon or food supplies will be rationed and not at all up to the standard that we've grown accustomed to." The food here wasn't great, but it was better then what she could only imagine they would have to stomach down if the power issue didn't get solved within a couple days.

Once upon a time her dad had taken her and Astrid camping, and for fun they'd brought along MREs for food. They'd been interesting, and fun in a novel sort of way, but they hadn't really been tasty. Deus being a military sort of operation, that's where her mind went to.

"Why don't we go see if there's anything worth eating before it's all gone and we're left with little better then edible cardboard."

She had half expected him to say no, so her brows twitched up when he gave a sigh and rose to his feet so he could shrug into a shirt that was too large for him and looked worn to death. One of these days-- assuming at some point the power was fixed, the portals were reopened, and life returned to normal-- She was going to have to either convince him to go shopping, not likely, or just go buy him some new shirts herself. There was the very real chance that he might not take them, given his aversion to debts, but maybe.

Dark eyes landed on her face, and she stared back at him as she got to her feet and walked around the chair towards the door. "We're not looting," she pointed out reasonably as she passed him and went out into the hall. "We're having a snack after a long day."

"Just because it's an understatement, doesn't make it any less true." Her hands disappeared into the back pockets of her shorts as she lead the way down the hall towards the front doors.