Alexa had enjoyed the view, her eyes dancing around the stars curiously as she took a moment to gather her thoughts. Everything was so new yet so familiar, she wondered how long it was going to take to just... feel normal - whatever normal felt like. She felt calm for a moment. Truly calm. Not the act she'd realised she'd been doing this whole time. Why was she so good at that? She hadn't even realised she'd been pretending.<br/><br/>When Spencer began to talk she felt herself come back to the room, turning to look at him with a blank expression. It was too.. poetic for her to understand. Was that maybe just because she was adjusting? So many unanswered questions, it exhausted the woman. Emilie's laugh made the womans lips pull into an amused smile - she hadn't really found the joke all that funny but the laugh was what got her, letting out a small chuckle that took her by surprise.<br/><br/>At the scent of food, she felt her stomach growl - suddenly having an appetite. She excused herself from the table to go over to the machines, pressing buttons until something eventually dropped. Some kind of wrap with meat and vegetables she discovered as she waffled it down, not fussed about the tastes or having any kind of manners to how she ate. But when she was finished, she still didn't feel satisfied - the portion was far too small. Her eyes peered to the other members who had eaten. They seemed content with their one small meal. She finally piped up, her eyes shifting to A.V. "Is there a limit to our meals?"