"Okay... here's the deal," she began, her voice carrying the weight of leadership.
Everyone sat or stood quiet, waiting to hear what Lara had to say. Jonas leaned against the wall, his massive arms crossed over his chest. Kay remained standing, his hammer within easy reach. Jake perched on the edge of a chair, fingers drumming silently against his knee. Arthur and Aziel exchanged glances, both acutely aware that they were the newcomers to an established team.
"We have about 2-3 weeks left of food if we're frugal," Lara announced, her expression serious as she laid out a rough inventory sheet. The flickering light from the lanterns cast shifting shadows across her face, emphasizing the lines of concern etched there.
She gave Aziel a pointed look that made him squint and smile awkwardly, clearly remembering his voracious appetite from their previous meal. A soft chuckle rippled through the group, briefly lightening the mood before Lara continued with her briefing.
