Reinhardt was out of her Scout gear, only leaving the pants and boots on, while her vest was retired, revealing the white, sleeve-less t-shirt she wore underneath. Her pale arms, like the rest of her, nearly blended in with her short, snow-white hair, added with some muscle in her arms, given that she’s clearly had plenty of exercise, in order to keep her body well-toned. 

Leaning back in her seat, with one leg pulled up on the seat, the white-haired seemed to be quite distant in her thoughts, while nursing the cup of tea in her one hand. However, it was interrupted by the sound of someone speaking. Looking to her right, the lieutenant took notice upon a younger red-haired female standing nearby. 

It then hit her, it was the same girl she had saved during the battle of Trost. What could she be wanting from her? At a time like this? Now was the time for everyone to get settled in, and take rations. However, to hear what she had asked, Sarah gazed at her for a few seconds, almost scanning her, with her blue eyes, before momentarily closing her eyes, and turning her gaze away. 

“I suppose you can”, she responded with her usual cold yet soft voice. Sarah didn’t bother to add the word ‘soldier’ to the end of that sentence. She was too exhausted to deal with being professional, after having to handle and train, as many of the new faces as possible. “Damn it”, she whispered to herself, feeling the exhaustion crawl through her.