If Eve was feeling anything by then, it was definitely starvation. Hell, she'd been angry since waking up, and it had been a good two hours - by her count - since then.
On her own accord she had decided to leave everything she had thought about before behind her for a while. Maybe even forever. Eve did not like to dwell, especially not on complicated things like feelings. Especially not before her brain reached a conclusion on how to classify them on its own. It was a good thing, then, that she would get to at least have breakfast with Jack. As she was busy with food her brain might be prodded by the nurturing into actually doing some work.
"Oh, I could eat a whole full meal right about now." She said, tugging at her hair and throwing it over her shoulder to help it dry up without being flat. Walking towards the door, she turned around again and waited for Jack to join her.