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.”
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.”