Looking for Dinner [Pammy]

"Ugh." Hands around her tummy she let her forehead rest. She was so hungry. All of a sudden she oversaw a girl near here. She had some spiritual pressure but it was fleeting or weakened. Come to think of it, the girl herself looked rather drained. Pamela was unlike many of her fellow Arrancar. Though she liked combat in a way when there was no way around it, she liked peace and quiet much more. Though she didn't know the girl she couldn't help but feel for her and her seemingly drained state. Some may have been quick to indicate this as one of Pamela's weaknesses but she disagreed. Caring, to her, was not a weakness, but rather a strength. It dawned on her that she hadn't quite sensed her before she was right there, but then again Pamela had been so hungry that it was quite possible.

Oh gosh she thought to herself. She really wanted the pastries. She was extremely hungry. The words of the girl didn't quite make sense to her aside from the part where she had offered to buy her some of the desserts. She had mentioned something about eat. Did she mean if she could also have of the dessert? If so it was obvious she could; she was the one that was buying them anyways. There was the off chance that the lady meant something else. Her peculiar spiritual pressure could have been indicative of that. It could be dangerous but Pamela didn't seem to think so. If the lady was indeed out to get her she would have attacked her long before without even bothering to ask. And if it got to the point of trouble, Pamela would simply materialize one of her arrows into her hand and sink it on the girl as the rest of her arrows and her bow, or the bow-collapsible blades materialized in a downward position into her attacker. But it would likely not escalate that far.

"Well yea! She replied. Just be careful" She said that both in regards to her current situation and in regards to what would happen in the next few seconds. Just moments after she had the lady's finger placed atop Pamela's lips. During the time her finger rested against her lips Pamela could feel some of her spiritual pressure and energy drained, but it was not to worry. Pamela had a lot of energy, and a lot to spare. She was surprised that the way the lady fed was so civilized but she liked it this way. Had it been rough and violent Pamela would have been forced to defend herself. Since the girl looked rather weakened, and because she also had offered to buy her desserts, Pamela just stood still smiling. She had even gone ahead and given a short quick lick to the finger against her lips.

"No worries" she mentioned as her tummy rumbled yet again. Fingers twirling against one another she lift her heels and back down and up again until the lady returned. She had cake! Grabbing the lady by the wrist, albeit somewhat gently she hurried to one of the tables on the outside of the area. Pulling up a chair for each she quickly sat on hers ready to eat the cake. However, she stopped herself, surprisingly, before taking the first bite. "Do you want some?" she had bought it after all. Whether she said yes or no Pamela was just readying to take the first bite. She was biting on one of the sides so even if she had said yes she could still break it evenly. "I'm Pamela, glad you like the taste." She said in between giggles as she went back to nibbling on the cake. "Who might you be ma'am?" She hoped she wouldn't get upset. Though she tried to make eye contact every now and then, she was very hungry. Though her ears were keenly listening to her, she was focusing her sight on her cake.