"What are you staring at me for? Do I have dirt on my face?" Janet raised an eyebrow upon noticing her trainees stuck staring at her without any change in their expressions. "Aldrin?"
Although their inquiring eyes didn't truly bother her, she still turned to her adopted 'younger brother' for clarification while thinking. 'Did they drink a spoilt coffee today? Do they need a bathroom break?'
Hearing his name being called, Aldrin had no choice but to represent the others in inquiring about the news outside the camp.
Everyone got curious about what they heard, no doubt. And with the disaster at the Southern District still somewhat fresh in their minds, all of them had the same concerns.
Furthermore, the same thing was happening to the other Blocks. The trainees either subtly or boldly inquired their instructors about what they heard.
