<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: baseballscript;"><span style="color: #00FFFF">Mindy</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFFF"><div style="text-align: center;">Mindy watched the thug carefully shrugging it off returning her gaze to Meto she saw him bite his lip as he sat silent she smiled at her guess she was right. <span style="font-style: italic">"Well the feeling is mutual...minus the bonds thing."</span> he said his words confirming his distrust of her and with the slight yell from him she moved from him giving him slight space she wouldn't admit it but it actually hurt her feelings. She knew she would be asking to much for him to be happy about being kidnapped but this was her life and he had falling into it she just wanted to at least see him survive it. Mindy watched the chef come in and place the found down, she moved herself so she was facing him hearing his stomach a light smile crept across her small face. It had been some time since she had atcually been around humans it was nice to hear and see there reactions the undead were so quite and moody but him well he was moody too but with good reason she thought to herself as she took the plate to her hands. Looking up at him without saying anything she put his food on a spoon and offered it to him. "Eat before your stomach decides to go on a riot" she said with a light laugh, a scoff was heard from the other wall she rolled her eyes.</div></span>