"You still have the cheeks to eat," Xueyan sneered at Shiya, that was eating like she hadn't seen food for days. Entering into the room, like she owned it. "Wow!" Xueyan checked out the room. "I must applaud the government for putting in a lot of work into the police headquarter, only for it to have dirts like you laying around."
The officer's jaw dropped, but he quickly recovered and peeked into the room, before exiting and leaving the two ladies to their world.
Shiya with her mouth stuffed with meatballs, paused, used her side eyes to confirm whom the speaker was, before raising her head to meet Xueyan's gaze.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Xueyan walked up to the seated Shiya, making sure to leave some space between them, so as not to get stained from the food or the psychic ward patient, as she believes.
And the fact she had another important business to do there at the station. It made her unsure, if she was ready to deal with Shiya.