Not only was Mathias coming closer, but so were the open cans of food. Helena couldn't help but stand up again, getting anxious for the arrival of anything she might use to fill her belly. She looked around quickly, coming to the conclusion that she didn't have a good way to reach her provider despite him coming down another level. Her stomach grumbled loudly, stating rather forcefully that there wasn't any time left for craftiness. So, it was back to plan A.<br/><br/>"H-hurry..." she pleaded, holding up her hands expectantly for the first can, "p-please hurry...."