Inside the living quarters, Hines and Dante are fully dressed, sitting at the small table in the corner, eating steaming, fresh sausages. Next to Dante is another plate, presumably Atheana’s plate, steaming similarly to their own.
“You cooked without me?” she asks, stumbling towards the table. “When were you going to wake me up, after you completed the mission yourselves?”
Hines and Dante looked at one another cautiously.
“Well, to be honest, we tried to wake you up a few hours ago,” Hines said slowly.
“You punched him in the gut,” Dante says, chuckling to himself. “We found the warehouse. We’d like to move tonight.”
Atheana looks back and forth between her two companions, who look guiltily at their sausages.
“You two are ridiculous. I’m still tired,” she says, getting up from the table, taking her sausage back into her room.
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