Gerald looked towards the two Brigadiers, one almost pouting the other happily chatting. He shook his head yet again at this.
"They are not destroying the Cafe, so I guess." He stated between sips. His Data link ping, making him quickly pull it out to read and respond to the update. That one thing he did not like. He had to keep check on all operations, be it finished patrols or major engagements. Finishing up, he waves for another drink to be brought and some food for himself. Seeing Lefevre's food made him remember his hunger after the long work hours he just gave.
