"By now mix of the two actually." She shrugged as she took a nibble of her cooling sandwich.

"Trying to avoid the zombies that invaded my nice tech dreams." She slid the rough sketches over, they were basic clockwork designs, kind of her comfort scribbles. "How about you?" She noted his snack. "Must be a night for comfort foods. No way drinking that stuff at this hour can be good for you." Though mead's one thing she's never had.