Meat was Zinc's greatest joy. A sad fact, maybe, but considering the almost childlike excitement she showed, so innocent for a flesh eating beast, it was hard to be too openly disgusted with her happiness. She looks back up at Gavril, brown eyes glimmering wit excitement.

"Thank you, Gavril." She was not truly all that disposed to politeness, at least... she hadn't been, before she died, but she liked it when things like gifts of food were provided with incentive to repeat themselves. "Come, we'll go inside."

She turns to lead the way, but bumps her face into something, nose wrinkling in confusion and annoyance.