((Sorry if it's a little god-modish, but it seems quite reasonable to assume that she would follow Mordecai if he's offering to show her something.))<br/><br/>Seeing Arya stuff herself so ravenously, though it was quite rude, Mordecai also found it to look rather silly and ironic, seeing that girl who hardly broke five foot to be eating so much. It was almost as though she had a black hole in the pit of her stomach, and the only way to prevent it from making her implode was to satisfy it with excessive amounts of food.<br/><br/>Mordecai had no desire to stay among the others for any longer than necessary himself, for he had little time that he could devote to sleep while he worked on his personal tinkering project. And by the look of it, Arya had much better places to be herself, so at least the feeling was mutual. As she wondered about whether or not Mordecai had anything on his mind, he replied, "Speaking of constructive, I may have something you would be interested in seeing yourself. Come, I will show you, I keep most of it in my foot locker," and stood from the table.<br/><br/>His strides were a bit faster than normal, but he also wished to show off what could do. He'd noticed how much she liked to stare at his arm while they were working on the probes, and if she were so interested in it, perhaps he could show her something else that she would probably short circuit her brain with excitement. Not that Mordecai fancied himself some sort of prodigy, but he was a specialist in robotics for a reason. The walk was short and brisk, and when they'd reached his room he tapped the security code in and opened the door. Stepping to the side, he said politely, "Ladies first."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>