Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32600226-20181231192754/@comment-25684606-20190106223753

"It's Bando. Bando. No 'r'.", said Fel as her name was mispronounced once more. However, her priorities quickly shifted when the food was revealed and following the unofficial guard doctrine of 'eat whenever possible', she began to do just that.

"If I may say something, Sir", the sniper spoke up towards the Inquisitor between two bites. "I believe Brother Waycrest would ruin any attempt of going in unrevealed. Ogryn's are one thing, but Astartes...we'd stick out like a recruit with polished bayonet within minutes. Unless you have a plan to hide the armor and everything else."

Taking a comm-bead, the one she had used in service was technically property of the Munitorum and taking it might have netted Fel a tea session with the Commissar, she turned her attention to the bags next. Searching through their contents, she gave Shoto an acknowledging nod and followed his example of packing additional food, all the while still eating with fast, small bites, the manner of someone used to take their meals without the luxury of time or safety to savor them.