War gave the woman next to her, who was holding the bone-club, a sharp look. Something interesting was going on here, and she wasn't sure what.

"I'll have a steak, medium rare, with all the trimmings."

She'd worked up more of an appetite than she'd realised, and at least if she was eating she might be able to let the rest of the company inadvertently introduce themselves. She didn't really like betraying ignorance of her surroundings.