Crossing her arms over her chest, Grace leaned back against one of the desks that resided inside of the City hall. “Careful, Ethan. She’s a tough one.” Grace mused. “I’m not opposed to bunking or relationships. Just don’t cause trouble.” Grace dismissed. They were both adults, so if Eliza was going to go for the soldier type then she wasn’t one to get in the way.<br/><br/>She waved Henry away, making sure to tell the kid he didn’t have much longer on his shift then he could grab breakfast. “We do, but not much, so train them well.” Grace admitted. “Train them hard. We don’t have the time or the supplies for goof offs.” The mayor added.<br/><br/>“Please do, Eliza. Abide by the forty eight hour rule and make sure he doesn’t turn. If he does, kill him.” She ordered; as if the entire city didn’t already know the drill when it came to new arrivals. After he horror of letting a blended in, they all knew better. “And, uh...no smoking inside the houses. If you die or leave we need those smoke free for those with lung conditions.”