Cell 7 ate quietly at first, then a little too quickly, until the clatter of spoons against plates became louder than their caution.
Genevieve took her time savoring the taste. Only then did she realize her subordinates were looking at her.
"Lead, did you like it?" Jannik asked, his voice suspiciously careful.
"What do you mean by that?" Genevieve raised a brow. "Of course, it's delicious. Do you want to go back to eating scraps from the roadside?"
Her rebuttal shrank Jannik back into submission, just as she had done to Lucie earlier. Cell 7's familiar hierarchy was beginning to recover.
"Tidy up your trays," Genevieve ordered.
This was the least they could do. Everyone nodded and followed her order.
As they settled their trays back, the DASF unit approached them.
"Agent Courbet," he called from the side. "The Commander will meet you now."
"What about my subordinates?" Genevieve asked, glancing back at Cell 7.
