Neme smiled once more. "Well, miss commander, you do already have the attitude that is good for those who wish to survive this hell." He looked around and saw that none of the squad had died. Inside, his smile was gone, on the outside, nothing happened. "I do wish to give you some advice, but I hope that I can get something for it, maybe some food?"

Neme looked at what the squad had done to the Invalids that had followed them. "Damn shame, I had hoped I could survive with you all a bit longer. Anyways, about that advice, I would first like to know your name."