Rory perks up when she gets company, and so does her smile that was almost starting to fade while she was starting to think maybe no one was paying attention to her.

“At least that means I get another shot to do more for the team”, she laughs shortly. The earlier enthusiasm about her first hit and subsequent plan to award herself with a ribbon for it had vanished; after the battle was over, she started stressing about if she was pulling her weight, instead. She did fall down pretty bad and it was embarrassing. She doesn’t voice any of these anxieties, though. No one likes a downer.

Her eyes fall on Matilda’s untouched plate. “Have you eaten any? We got to be prepared for next time, you know! Here, have one of my sandwiches.”