Helena forced her eyes away from the pair three stories up. Her need for something,<span style="font-style: italic">anything</span>in her belly had grown so strong that she started physically shaking. The jackal's words gave her hope; the building was quite large, crammed with many apartments and many kitchens. Surely even after a month there had to be a wealth of food on the upper floors that hungry ones such as herself couldn't reach normally.<br/><br/>"A-anything at all," Helena repeated before her stomach contracted again. "Uurrrrrgghhh!....s-sorry...I...I just..."