"Please, I Hope There's Still Food"

France, October 4th 1803

8:12 PM

Johan walked to where everyone was having dinner. Herman seemed to be the only one who decided to have it far away from everyone.

Not to mention Lukas, who simply didn't go to have dinner. At least, he hasn't shown up so far.

Johan sat on a trunk besides a few of his partners, and started eating calmly.

One of the soldiers tilted his head. "...Johan. You went to talk to Captain Herman, right? What did he tell you?" he asked, some other soldiers also paying attention to it.

Johan shrugged his shoulders. "It's better if he tells you himself," he replied simply.

The soldiers looked a bit confused with Johan's answer, however, they decided not to insist any further, and just accepted his reply.

Johan sighed internally. 'Just hope Herman listens to what I say. God damn it, if it was Lukas telling him that, then he would be here already! Doesn't he understand?' he thought.