Fast as Fluff
Gem stammered, trying to find the right words to justify herself, "I-He-Urgh-Listen! The box isn't mine to open. I was just curious and trying to be polite about it. That's normal. Hmph. Nosy."
Gem sighed, and glanced at the box.
"It's fine," she stuffed the go bag of street meat into her backpack, "I'm late for dinner."
Gem started to leave the hangar, and looked over her shoulder at the box one last time. She stuck her tongue out at it, and left to go home.