"...I guess everything must look bad in your eyes." Lucy observed in a lackluster tone to Amethyst. "You were out for a while there. Is everything alright..?" she asked. Amethyst had no doubt noticed that Lucy's stomach was occupied. This didn't stop the larger female from proceeding on her way without regard for the extra weight hanging from her mid-section. "I guess we're looking for attackers." she said in a quiet voice. Though she'd only pointed out the obvious, that was honestly because she really didn't... have a plan to speak of. Did they wait for an attack? Confront someone suspicious? What warranted suspicion? She supposed she'd have to keep her eyes out, and be ready to fight on a full stomach. How unideal.