Blackout
West Point
Rider looks at Sia with an annoyed kinda stare. She doesn't like sharing food. At least not with strangers.
"The hell is your problem? If you're hungry I don't mind sharing a slice or two but at least ask first." She shakes her head in disapproval. "Now cut the shit. Which one of you blew up the moon? And which one put it back? I'm not an idiot. Moon blows up then some strange Offworlders show up in a spatial distortion in my lands." She looks directly at Sia. "You're cute, but it's obvious you're hiding something."