If there was anything that Arya was good at other than being a mechanic, it was stuffing her face.  In fact, she was reasonably sure that she'd be able to put up a fight in most eating contests, if she ever had the opportunity.  That said, she was able to clean off her plate relatively quickly once she wasn't feeling quite as awkward as she had been when she walked in. Pasta, bread, fruit, and anything else she had deigned to grab disappeared into the bottomless maw that was her stomach. Quickly making up for the past few days where she had barely eaten anything at all. Once she had finished off the plate she counted herself reasonably satisfied and decided not to go back for any more, instead sitting back in her seat and relaxing with what was left of the drink that Mordecai had brought her.<br/><br/>She wasn't exactly sure how to respond.  He probably thought she was being foolish for getting so embarrassed over something so stupid.  She took the opportunity to look around the room a bit, chewing on her lip as she looked at everyone else around them.  The two of them certainly stood out more than just about everyone else at the little ball, dressed up in their finery and dancing about ridiculously.<br/><br/>She felt a bit more comfortable with Mordecai there, but she still didn't want to stick around at the event any longer than she had to. The only issue with leaving was, where would she go? Back to her room to sit alone for the rest of the night? Maybe the other technicians would be having a real party somewhere that she could get involved in.  If worse came to worse she could always head to the hanger or the labs to do some maintenance. After thinking everything over for a bit she decided to see what her companion had in mind. "<span style="color: DeepSkyBlue">Well, I've had my fill.  I don't want to stay here any longer than necessary.  Unless you have any plans, or anything you'd like to do, I think I'd like to go find something constructive to do.</span>" she explains.  Though she didn't realize it, she had started scowling while she was looking out over the crowd.  She obviously found everything about these sorts of get togethers distasteful, and she wasn't exactly the type who was good at hiding her feelings.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>