“Any people we may lose.” I finish for him and the table grows quiet. We continue eating, all in our own thoughts.
“Did you get anybody who wanted to leave?” Iris asks and I shrug my shoulders.
“Naturally. Quite a few people wanted to, actually. After speaking with them, their worries eased, but there were still about 20 that wanted to leave after the war.” I answer honestly and she nods.
“Speaking of which.” Iris starts and looks at Mason worriedly. He nods his head and I see his arm move toward her under the table, likely giving her confort, but I smile from the action. I knew there was more there.
“I am joining Mason’s battalion for the second wave if needed.” She says confidently, looking at me and Warrick in what seems to be defiance and determination. Warrick sputteres on his d
