Man, what kind of sicko takes a kid like this and traps them here all alone...

[ Kuro looks sourly toward the trophy case, lacking any better target for her ire. She casts the dodgeball aside, making no effort to return it to the bin it had come from. Discarded, it rolls sadly across the immaculately polished floor of the gymnasium. ]

Well, that's fine. I was starting to get bored of this, anyway. [ She wasn't, but. It's fine. ] Have you had anything to eat today, Anya-chan?