Cyra looks over, and gives Aiyaka and Vesele a fairly stony look. "I had a mouse girl on the way over," she says without apparent emotion. "She drifted off to sleep, so--" She shrugs. "It seemed a better end than most get. She will come back as something else. The point is that I am not hungry. If you wish to eat you- for a change-" Cyra snorts. "I will not interfere in either direction. All I want is something to drink. Water, by preference. Will either or both of you be joining me?"