536 Decision - Rules

I deeply sighed as I leaned my back on the railings while Micah just stared at me for a moment before leaning on the railings as well by using her arms. In all honesty, I slightly agree with the president's decision but I'd rather deal with a problem before it even came up or get worse. I ran several scenarios in my head before I turned my head to face Micah.

"When's the time you could fly here at the earliest?"

"Soon! I-"

"I need specifics. A day? A couple? A week? A month?"

"Wait… Yes! Are you-"

"Micah, answer me first."

"A w-week at the earliest..."

"I'm sorry for not knowing but how many are they? Are they just the current ones or did you manage to get to the ones retired as well? How about their families? Are they-"

"W-Wait! One at a t-time..."

"Ah- Sure, how many are they? The ones in your group."

"F-Fourteen..."

"Fourteen?! Wha-"