Look for food

While the concerns of getting home and finding shelter leave a heavy shadow hanging over Maria, the grumbling in her stomach was a more immediate concern. Whether it was the exhaustion of landing in an entirely new world, or the blurred out trauma of whatever it was she had been doing before she arrived she was starving. Her quest for food was not something she expected to be a long difficult task of any kind, after all the marketplace was filled with a plethora of wafting smells, spices, sweets, and yet other scents that screamed of tastes that sat at the edge of her mind like the details of a dream upon waking, things she was certain did not exist on Earth, that would be impossible on Earth, yet here in the strange world so unlike her home they existed.

Still exactly what type of food she was after remained a question that required some work to figure out, and while she was certain she could follow her nose or eyes to whatever it was she was in the mood for.