There was no telling what the night would bring. Saibra, for all her interest in new handlers, certainly would never have anticipated it would turn out the way it would. When she stepped into the dining hall, she wanted nothing more than to grab some klah, a plate, and a private corner to sit and do some reading. It was wet and rainy out, perfect weather to sit inside by the fire with a warm meal and a book in hand. She would have remained in her den for the evening if not for the call of her stomach, but there were still drills to perform and duties to tend to, and after taking care of everything and her wher, she made sure Sarsk was settled in before seeing to her own needs.
Except nothing was going quite as planned. She got her klah, which was perfect, but when she went to get her food, she noticed a new face among the handler crew. She would have noticed a pretty face like that before, anyone would, man or woman. When she felt for Sarsk, hoping he might be able to help, memory struck and she knew who it was - the brown's new handler. And if she remembered right... it was a bond that was so fresh, made only by trauma. She winced and decided that her plans were going to have to change for the evening. She wasn't going to be sitting by herself, and she certainly wasn't going to be eating much, given how her stomach was suddenly clenching from something, whether it was guilt or the remembrance of sorrow over a lost comrade.
Taking a tray regardless, knowing Lady of the Rose could eat whatever she happened to not touch, she carried it all over to Mahina's table and smiled when she reached it. "Hey, you're Mahsk's handler, yes?" She shifted her tray and set it down before an objection could be made, then thrust her hand out for a friendly shake and smiled. "Saibra, bronze Sarsk's handler. Wanted to formally introduce myself since we haven't had much of a chance to say hello, given how much you've had to do since your arrival. Are you settling in okay?" She had a feeling what the response would be, and she slid into a seat before Mahina could respond, prepared for whatever length of answer the other woman happened to give.