Zaph: -smirks as he walks into the war room- trouble, your majesty? Roland: -frowns- don't get smart with me, I'm trying to come up with a plan for the raid on the Natas base for supplies
Zaph: -shrugs- whatever, I'm going into town under disguise to get some food... None of this army crap you're feeding us -grins and strolls out-