Lance watched as the guards spoke and felt himself being pulled by Eve towards the table he watched as she took the hit and bite into the apple, this kinda thing was something lance was used to fighting for scraps with other starving people, Lance tucked his tank top into he pants and made a sort of pocket out of it kicking one of the men into the group he picked up a whole plate and poured the what appeared to be chicken wings into the pocket before doing the same with the apples, brandishing the large metal he pushed threw the crowed useing the plate to block hands from the food taking a fair few hits as he pushed by, once he was out of the group the people glared at him but didn't seem to want to engage him in hand to hand combat.<br/><br/>Lance took Eves wrist and pulled her to the far end of the hall and tipped the food back onto the plate "you eat, I'll guard then we switch" he looked at her sternly "and you eat as much as you can pack into you, my body is used to running off less food, if I eat to much I'll make myself sick" he said adding the last part knowing she'd feel guilty about eating more than him, Lance stood facing the group every now and again grabbing and pushing them away from there local area