Anita had chosen to lay low for several days, hoping to avoid any ill-fated run-ins with people suffering particularly violent moodswings, not to mention aiming to protect them from her own. For the most part, it had worked, though now she was suffering an acute case of cabin fever. That was standard for this place, really, especially since coming to the lab meant they were denied the opportunity to visit the docks or head into the forest to hunt, stuck inside with stale air and low-watt institutional lighting.

Not good for the mind or body, but what else could they do?

A walk across the science center would have to do for now, and her primary interest was heading over to the kitchen to see if she could find anything that looked vaguely appetizing. Some of the food was seriously suspect, and she wasn't a huge fan of the fact that the food seemed to be dropped in when no one was looking, with no way of telling whether or not it had been tampered with, but... well. Beggars couldn't be choosers.

She paused inside the door, surprised to see that someone else was there at this hour -- too late for breakfast, too early for lunch. She raised both eyebrows, giving a small but apologetic smile.

"Sorry, didn't mean to intrude."