She didn't know if she wasn't effected because she was more resistant to that kind of thing, or simple because she had arrived here late. Maybe it was both, who knew? "I'm different." she said, brushing it off. The last thing she needed was to tell one of the Horsemen what was different or special about her.
"Famine, then, is it?" she asked, not overly amused at all, or finding anything funny about his tone.
She could hear sounds of windows smashing, people trying to break in and find something to eat, no doubt. Or maybe just fights and people crashing through windows. Probably both. "What ever it is you're doing to these people, stop it." she said calmly, though she was itching to see just how fast she could send him flying from his bike.