Kamala gently lets her kitten down before heading straight to the sink to wash her hands. She's the last to take a seat which really hammers home how they both look. Yikes tbh. She looks between the two with growing concern. She definitely sounds like her mom right now with this response... or at least the first part.

"You both need to sleep more. You look like me after fighting those evolving killer robots." She shakes her head and drops it so she can pray. She bows her head and folds her hands in prayer. "Bismillahi wa 'ala baraka-tillah." And with that she's gonna dig into this food. She's getting to the wine thing once she's inhaled a decent amount of this fantastic meal.