Re: kitchen
"You have your gunblade?" Quistis looked up at that annoucement, feeling a bit more hopeful. She hadn't been able to find any of her normal gear save for her glasses. "That's good."
She prodded at her mind for spells and winced. "I've got a stock of spells, but they're not what I usually carry." And only two of the GF's she normally used, but something told her that she'd only had those two now for... however long it had been. "We're armed, so whoever did this either wanted us to be, or doesn't care that we are."
She sighed and sniffed a bit at the smell of cooking food. Her stomach gave a half rumble, more hunger now than illness, so she grabbed a cup to pour herself some coffee to drink while waiting on the food.