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.