The Colorless woman stayed with the second group, still stationary. She slowly picked herself but she moved with such a snails pace that she dragged behind the others. Her head was down as well. When she finally caught up with the second group near the elevator, her head slowly swiveled to face Riley.

"Are you... well... thick-headed one?" Her voice was lethargic when her stomach once again ripped the silence apart with its long, hollow sounding gurgles that demanded fulfillment.