Her stomach rolled at the sight of the meat. At first she thought she would hurl, but that was the wrong assessment. After one whiff of the meat hit her nose, she had the plate in her lap and started in on a corner. "It's good..." she sighed around a mouthful of meat. It would be enough, her suddenly ravenous belly begged for less words and more food. She felt silly eating with her hands like some lower level beast, but it was bloody, and cooked just so, and there was a nice char on it that was making her want to drool. Damned if she wasn't, she wiped at her mouth with the edge of her sleeve. Her mother would be laughing at all her prim manners going out the window in the face of pregnancy hormones. Her father would be stern and give her 'that' look about manners and her level of demonhood.<br/><br/>It didn't take five minutes for the meat to be gone and Vivian to lay back and yawn, her petite fangs showing before she closed her eyes to savor the moment. "Thank you, Mate."