Mkichaa smiled. She knew she could smell pancakes! Well, if the pancakes were anything to go by, it seemed that the Hat had been genuine, if not desperate to get people back here. She glanced over, raising an eyebrow at the woman who appeared to have been in middle of unpacking. Probably setting up a place to sleep in the middle of a large hall which she didn't feel was the most secure of places. Well. If she was so eager to be monster fodder, then so be it. One less idiot in the world.
"Who are you?"
Mkichaa completely ignored her as she went over to the table for there were pancakes! Besides, she didn't feel like having a cheery chat to some random ex-student. Instead, she took one of the pancakes, dusted it with sugar and a drizzle of lemon before rolling it up and taking a bite. Oo! That was a good pancake!
"The mystery chef?"
Having now eaten half of her pancake, Mkichaa turned her attention to the woman standing in the shadow attempting to be all secretive. Mkichaa looked at her as she finished eating her pancake, took a napkin and wiped her mouth. Crumpling it up she put the used napkin on the table and crossed her arms.
"Well. You obviously weren't in Ravenclaw."