Noemi gave a soft chuckle at the General’s statement. She then reached up to brush a stray strand of hair from her eyes before she smirked at the General.
“Well, you spend most of your time on the ground, where having a cooking crew is next to impossible. However, I do not see why you wouldn’t have been permitted to eat proper food while in transport. Unless the Marines have something about their officers eating with their enlisted men.”
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Jenna shrugged at Sephiroth’s statements. She then tilted her head to speak to him through the door once more, “You do not need to come. I just figured that you would like the option to decide whether you wanted to come or not. The elf didn’t want you coming anyway.”