Hmm... [She returns to silently attacking the food in front of her-- while subtlety moving a plate of grilled chicken ever slightly closer to where Zelgadis sits-- partly to allow the boys to chat, party because it's not her place to question such decisions overly much, she has to remember that.
However after some time, as though it suddenly struck her, she offers up in between mouthfuls of bread:] Allen should visit far more often, though.