On arriving at the restaurant, Commander Kyle spotted Hazen seated on a large bowl of rice, munching away. A faint smile appeared on his lips. As his eyes scanned the surroundings, he noticed several women in the canteen admiring Hazen discreetly.
"I don't like possessive glares on what's mine," he muttered with a furrow on his head, stepping closer to Hazen, positioning his luggage to block their view.
"Wow, both of those men are so handsome," someone whispered.
"Exactly! Look at the one with sea-blue eyes," another added.
"And the one with hazel eyes is really pretty," chimed a third.
Hearing the compliments, Hazen looked up. "Commander, you really attract attention, you know," she remarked, beginning to turn toward the direction of the voices. Commander Kyle, however, gently redirected her focus back to her food.
