( what a curious answer indeed. the mindset of a soldier, perhaps? a survivor, at least. )

I suppose that's not all there is to be offered, ( looking right at the party games that are scattered about in the different groupings, and the cleared out space that's meant for fists to be thrown in. ) .. but I've my doubts that the need is so dire as to deprive yourself.

( her attention is back to their spread for the evening, and her heart breaks just a little knowing that her companion seems to think she needs to exclude herself from the feast for the sake of others. )

If you do not mind my asking, what were you hoping to find?