"Here is what we are going to do," Beatrice said. Her face and voice both reflected the commander of an elite police unit that she used to be. And in the heat of the moment, even Mathew ended up focusing, ready to receive his orders.
Then, he raised one of his eyebrows and slightly leaned his head to the side.
"Ah," Beatrice twitched, "Sorry, my bad," she quickly apologized. "Old habits die hard I guess," she then added with a small smile.
"I don't really mind. As long as you have a good plan, I'm all up to hear it," he said.
They were supposed to discuss the strategy back in the shaft... but the trouble of bringing Beatrice up when she still had yet to recover her hand took away all of everyone's attention. As such, rather than talking about their plans in the confines of the shaft, they ended up out in the open with other survivors all around.
