It was a rather astounding, unrefined display to witness, truth be told. Gone was any semblance of socially-ingrained manners or etiquette as Rose tore into her heaping platter like a half-starved beast. Potent juices and crumbs flew in every direction, dribbling unheeded down her chin and staining the pristine linen of her gown a kaleidoscope of colors.
She shoveled each forkful into her ravenous maw with scarcely a pause for breath, practically inhaling the bounty with an unprecedented single-mindedness. Damien watched in bemusured silence, catching himself before openly gawking at the shocking lack of restraint. Truthfully, he wasn't certain whether to be impressed or repulsed by such an...indelicate...display.