Deanna has always been quick to notice people eating alone, though since the plague, the mess hall has admittedly been less crowded than usual. Still, Micah draws her attention, especially knowing who they are and where they come from. She doubts they like being trapped here any more than she does - which causes her to feel a twinge of guilt, for her role in finding them.

She hovers uncertainly with her tray of food, offering Micah a soft smile. "Mind if I join you?"