Zeph payed close attention to the reactions. Both males acted with noted curiosity and or confusion. The girl grew angry, she would either be strong willed or the weakest link. Internally she smiled at the ever constant contrast that comes with courage and stupidity.

"No one has excreted in my meal. I am serious. I desire to know if you and the ones you have aquainted yourself with will be viable in a time of extreme crisis or will you buckle under the pressure and become a liability and either get yourself killed or cost me a successful mission or worse the life of your team. I do not "fuck" around when it comes to choosing my allies in a situation such as this one."

While her words and eyes stayed fixed on the girl that resorted to vulgarity rather than a civil answer, her words where intended for any that could hear her. Hopefully it would be loud enough to be heard of the crunching of apples, which seemed to be a reoccurring theme of the day.