Mary drank from the mug in front of her, and looked about at the people gathered for breakfast.<br/><br/>She sipped at the liquid, as her small body shuffled and fidgeted slightly on the chair.<br/><br/>As Mary carefully sat the mug back down upon the table she looked down at the food in front of her. ...Oatmeal?<br/><br/>"Mister Zato, There's Oatmeal today." the small girl said before tucking in, it had been quite some time since she'd had oatmeal.