"You seem to be enjoying your exploration here in our base," a voice suddenly came from behind.
Serin jolted and turned and saw a familiar figure. It was Albert Spencer, the one who owns this huge land.
"Uhm… Sir Albert…" she fumbled with her hands, unsure whether to bow, salute, or just stand still like the soldiers did. She ended up doing none, just staring awkwardly.
Albert didn't seem bothered.
His gaze briefly shifted—from her, to the burger still in her hands, then to the small cluster of soldiers pretending they weren't eavesdropping.
"You tried the burgers," he commented. "Good choice. Staff Sergeant Burke makes the best ones out of all our field cooks."
Serin glanced down at the half-eaten burger, then back at him. "It's… very good," she said honestly.
"So, I see that you are doing well now. May we proceed for questioning? We really need to know about this world as you may have noticed, we don't look to be a denizen of this planet."
