What was her problem? She was being so curt and cold with him, from seemingly no where. Shrugging it off, he adjusted himself and looked over the empty container. Not wanting to little, Amante stood and wandered back to the outpost and chucked the remains of his ice cream into a trash can.
Eve sat down, for once, and watched the scene. She didn't talk to any of them or give direction. They should have known well enough what to do on their own...