You are a new Hunter in the Fifth Fleet, departing to the New World. As you sit on the ship, heading across sea, you hear many other Hunters and Handlers talking amongst themselves in the mess hall, reminding you that you have no Handler yourself. Just then you feel a tap on your shoulder and as you turn your head and look behind you, you see a young woman with a bright smile.

"Heya! You a Hunter? If so, I don't mind being your Handler! Might as partner up before we get to the New World! Gosh, I'm so excited!"

She then sits down beside you on the bench and spots food in the center of the table and she gaps.

"Is that.. meat?! Yes!"