Nomi had been so focused on the rival Underboss and Don that she hadn't noticed Lobi enter the room until he spoke. Of course, as he did speak to her, she remained in her hunched over and crouched position in front of the television, her head bowed and hair hanging over her 'face'. She was silent for a small moment before speaking, her voice as blank as ever.<br/><br/>"Thank you for the consideration, but I do not have a mouth. Even if I did, I would have no use for a thing such as food to sustain myself." She pointed out flatly, not trying to sound rude but merely pointing out the facts. Really, she could use her 'identity theft' ability and copy the face of someone so she did have a mouth, but her body did not need food, as she stated. So she figured it would just go to waste.<br/><br/>"Perhaps you should locate Don Khaos Matarazzo and offer this food of yours to him? In all likeliness, he would appreciate you're expressed concern."<br/><br/>With that said, she shifted to stuff her hands into her deep jacket pockets, remaining where she was and making no further attempt to converse with Lobi. She knew enough about him to know that he likely had better things to do than sit and chit-chat with her. Besides, she wasn't skilled at chatting or holding on conversations.