Gore In Sight

"We have ten minutes left before the Ordeal of the Midnight falls upon us," I reminded everyone that they need to prepare their mental strength to face what will come next. "Verina, Kara, go check on the prisoner and finish all of their needs under the limited amount of time if possible."

"Can we give them a good-tasting ration to maintain their sanity? In case there is some mental warfare happening here?" Verina said with her deadpan voice.

"You're free to give them your own bed, if you want."

"I'm a person with sympathy, but giving others what was given to me by my lovely Narcy is a different case," she said with a pouty tone. If her face wasn't as dead as they seemed, she would probably be frowning and pursing her lips with annoyance.

I smiled with genuine satisfaction. "Ahaha, this makes me want to give you more stuff, knowing that you will rightfully cherish them."