Most soldiers had no clue that Lyra was being specifically targeted by higher-ups. To them, she was just another fresh-faced intern.
So, when they saw the aftermath of last night's drama, they were floored.
"Brilley did all that? Man, I was thinking about asking her out!"
"Who does that? Slashing sheets and clothes? That's just childish."
"Typical woman drama. Why not rough 'em up like we usually do with recruits?"
Baird's patience snapped as he overheard the grumbling from his subordinates. His fury was barely contained as he barked, "Do you all have too much free time? It's almost lights-out! Get back to your bunks!"
The soldiers scrambled away, some still chuckling under their breath, as they disappeared into the night.
Lyra turned to leave as well, but Baird's sharp voice cut through the air. "Lyra, did I say you could go?"
