[Trust is something strange for the Soldier. He knows his handlers never really trust him, he's a loaded weapon just waiting to go off, so it feels odd when one does. Pierce isn't scared of him, not even underneath, and that makes the Soldier somehow more quiescent.

He is about to draw out his tablet to start the checking in process, when he's given an order that he can't obey.]

I don't have enough food for five small meals a day. It's been over a week since the last time I restocked on food, I have been eating half rations once a day or once every other day to stretch supplies.

[He's not sure why now, why it was so important for him to come at speed down here instead of supplying himself, but he knows that's what happened.]