Darina remained where she was, sitting on the roof. Now that she had satisfied her craving, it seemed to her like a revelation. Why would she not want this? It wasn’t like she killed the man herself, and nobody else objected to the grotesque being chomping on all kinds of meat he would encounter. Then again, it was hard to object to someone who could deal with mutant bears with his bare hands, but still. She almost laughed, still smelling the offal and blood of the dead man on her own skin and clothes. There really was no going back now. Why should she? She hadn’t felt this satisfied in<span style="font-style: italic">ages</span>. Before she knew it, her mouth had pulled into a grin, still feeling the euphoria running its course through her veins, like some of the substances she and her fellow bandits would partake in from time to time, when a raid went well.<br/><br/>She flinched, though, when her fellow cannibal showed her his equally crude weapon. “Rock Hammer, eh?” Her legs still a little shaky, she began to stand, held the stance for a few seconds to make sure she was steady, then stepped closer to him. It was odd, to feel so normal after she just consumed a man. “Nice to meet you, then. Thanks for this. I owe you one.” Granted, promises were barely guarantees among thieves, but within one’s faction, your word was your bond. There was no way her comrades would accept her; sometimes, she would hear how they would talk about her behind her back, how they spoke in hushed tones after she would disappear to feed. She knew they feared her, could hear and smell it, but she had never really wanted to think about just how much until now.<br/><br/>“So, Rock Hammer, where do you suppose we should go next?” she asked, stretching, testing her joints. “I don’t think we’re the kind to stay forever underground. Nice place, though, but, you know.” She paused, moving to the edge of the rooftop, scanning the other buildings in the Underbelly. “We can go back and follow the hunters we came in with. They won’t be staying here.” She still wasn’t sure if keeping Rock Hammer as a new comrade was a wise decision, but if her faction wasn’t even looking for her at this point, there was no point in looking for them, too. If he felt enough of a kinship with her to do this favor for her, then maybe she can use a fellow like that around.<br/><br/>She raised her hand to her lips, sucking off a few drops of blood still staining her fingernails. “I’ll be going down now. You can come along if you like. Anyway, I still owe you a favor.” She grinned at him, patting his hammer, before climbing down the building, using the rubbish she had piled earlier to cushion her fall. Not really feeling like going back just yet, she took the long way back, hanging around to observe merchants trading with one another, or watching the guards. Maybe she could stay until tomorrow, see if she could nick a few useful things.<br/><br/>While scoping out the square, she noticed a commotion some distance. She recognized the woman; like Darina, she had wound up with the group of hunters, only this time she appeared to be on the receiving end of another kind of trouble. Darina smirked, seeing the merchant she was eyeing distracted by the sight. He was selling gear and coats, and she needed to replace hers.  Not long after that, another woman approached, threatening the man holding a knife to the other woman. The merchant looked alarmed and went to call guards, or someone to break up the trouble. Good. As discreetly as possible, Darina took one of the coats he had—not the ones on display, but one hidden under the counter—and replaced it with her old one. Aside from being devoid of any bloodstains, the new coat fit more snugly, and was warmer. Everyone else within the immediate vicinity had their attention elsewhere.<br/><br/>Quickly moving to another spot before anybody noticed her, Darina was also a bit curious about how the situation would play out. Still in high spirits, she entertained the thought of Rock Hammer following her and crashing into this scene, creating an even bigger ruckus.