[Honestly, she had been very very close to not bothering with the banquet and just staying in her room instead. What was there to celebrate? No one was going home; the only thing of note in her eyes was one tyrant being exchanged for another. A tyrant that was much friendlier than the last, mind, but a tyrant nonetheless. She wasn't ready to rule out the possibility that Sentience's kindness was all an act, either. Still, in the end all that food had swayed her. It was hard for her to refuse about a free meal even though that was the norm in Marina.
Even after treating herself to some sea-salt ice cream it was the TV that caught her attention. She had been to the arcade before so she wasn't as mystified as she would have been otherwise, but she couldn't help but plop down right in front of it with her bowl of ice cream and stare.]
What a weird machine.
[...She really was sitting too close to the screen.]