"Not tired at all, sir." Opal says, sitting down across from Shadow. "A bit boring at times, but there is always the odd thing that manages to entertain me. Like some people without IDs." The Zenohunt lifts the weapon lightly from her chest, and instead places it on her lap, unlocking the blade from the rifle and instead attaching it to the side of the gun so the gun itself acted as a guard so the rifle would hit something before the blade. The process took two seconds. She then looks back up at Shadow. "It's amazing how different it is on guard duty than out in combat, sir. Especially since almost every Zenohunt's weapons are different, and now I'm seeing people with the same weaponry and equipment. Our weapons are hand-made by ourselves." She looked to Sammy, nodded as a greeting, then looked around the room as she bit into her sandwich. One of the main things she noticed was Bronze eyeing Shadow. She made a mental note to keep an eye on him. She knew that he was a guard, but it always helps to be cautious.