Jelo turned to Atlas, jerking his head toward the door. Atlas needed meat besides, Jelo hadn't fulfilled his daily requirement yet either. The tension was visible in the set of his roommate's shoulders, the way his fingers curled and uncurled at his sides. They couldn't let it go much longer.
They stepped into the hallway together, and Ken appeared almost immediately outside their door, as if he'd been waiting for them. He asked where they were headed, his tone casual but curious. Jelo told him they were going to the cafeteria for food, and Ken fell into step beside them without hesitation, apparently deciding to join them for the meal.
