Eve glanced at Zo, tilting her head slightly in a silent question, before pulling out a chair and plopping down. Glancing around at the others and seeing that at least one of them was eating and didn't seem to be keeling over or turning blue, she decided the food was probably fine to eat. Just to be on the safe side though she waited while the dragon sniffed at a plate, watching it shrug she remembered what Zo had said about it possibly being her conscience, in which case it would have no clue if there was anything wrong with the food. As if to prove her point the dragon finished it's inspection, sat back on it's haunches and shrugged. With a sigh of resignation, and a faint growling from her stomach, Eve dropped various foods on her plate, eyed it with apprehension, and dug in.