"We've been at this for hours," Corporal Lynn sighed, coming over to me, slumping into the seat next to me.
"Here," I handed her a cup of fresh coffee that I had just made, offering a slight smile.
"I don't think she's going to say anything," Lynn said as she sipped from the cup, cringing a bit before taking another sip.
"Is it bitter?" I asked, reaching over to the table where the coffee maker was, grabbing the sugar shaker and offering it, along with the creamer, to her.
"Thanks," she said as she added it to the coffee, stirring it lazily with her finger before sticking it in her mouth, then taking a sip. "Olivia is in there right now. She seems to be a bit skittish though. I haven't seen her in action before, but it makes me think she might not be cut out for this line of work."
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