You were startled awake by a hand nudging at you and a bunch of eyes staring. You all came back from the lastest mission, now on the bus. You were the first one to get in, take a seat and fall asleep.

Rodion smiles, her eyes crinkling upwards into a half moon. What a charismatic woman. You liked that about her. In her hands were two chicken skewers, one half eaten and a new one being handed to you.

"For you! Saw that you didn't get any." She puts skewer into your hands, patting it. "It's good for you, yeah? Hope the manager will get us a feast next time."

What a woman she is.