South sat there staring at the ice cream, looking up as Cal got up and walked away before she pushed the bowl away and rested her head back on the table. North frowned slightly and nudged her breakfast towards her. “Come on, you gotta eat something.” However the girl simply shook her head slightly and let her eyes close.

“Not hungry.”

North blinked in surprise and placed a hand to her forehead, even as she attempted to swat him away weakly. “Are you feeling alright?” He asked, worrying that they really had been pushing her too hard. He’d noticed her not eating as much over the past few days but she’d still been consuming the amount a normal human would need. To have her outright refuse a meal. To hear that South wasn’t hungry? He turned to Iowa, looking worried. “Do you think you could give her a look over Doc?” He asked eventually. He had been planning for today to be another training day but now he thought maybe it should be declared a rest day.

[i]“Could the following agents please report to the Briefing Room.”[/i] F.I.L.S.S’ voice rang out clear through the room. Announcements like these were being made almost daily now, calling groups to be sent out for who knew what. [i]“Alaska, Carolina, Dakota North, Dakota South, Iowa, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Washington.”[/i] Everyone sat there quietly for a few minutes, listening and waiting to see if any other names would be called. So far those in the top ten hadn't been called for a mission yet. And they’d never called a group this big before.

“Looks like we’re going to have to do that check-up on the fly Doc.” South said as she stood up, yawning and moving off towards the Briefing Room. North watched her with concern before he stood up and quickly grabbed an apple off the table before following her. If they really were being sent on a mission then she’d need to eat something before then.