"Nope," she answered, impressed with how efficiently they took direction. Almost like they were used to it. Like soldiers. "But when I got here I was kind of delirious from running a fifteen hour rotation and getting no sleep in the past couple of days. And I hadn't eaten in gods knows how long, and probably looked like I was ready to deck someone. Because I kind of was. So James brought me pizza at the gates during my little interview, probably to make sure that I didn't fall over."