"No, it didn't," Nick said casually, flipping the burgers and raising his voice as Neda stepped further away. His voice did dip a bit, showing a bit of remorse. But he was desensitized to it all. "I was down in communications when one of our new tech guy's found something. Guy's brilliant, we were glad to have him enlist. But he decided to take the satellite situated above the zone and use it alongside some drones he sent out. Cross referenced past readings with information gathered and literally shrieked across the comm room, both happy his program worked and terrified an infestation was encroaching." Nick waited a moment, continuing to cook the burgers. "If it wasn't for him, your town would have turned into a nest, and we wouldn't have been able to know until we walked in with fire and disolvers, just because it was so far out of patrol paths and normal scanning methods."<br/><br/>Nick was more or less quiet from then on, listening to the reports as they came through the monitor and tuning out the movie as it began to play. At the mention of the bag in his hand, however, he popped it open and turned the mouth of the bag to her. The deceptive nacho scent just barely covering a hefty spice. "I usually only get about four bags per month. But, if you want more, then I can see about doubling that number if you do well," Nick said. With that, Nick began to eat, leaving the bag in between their plates on the coffee table. He was in no rush through the day. The recruits had their.... 'orientation' today, and thus he had no need to go check on them. They had enough to handle after the death sets and cleaning of their quarters. The only thing on his docket was to introduce her to a couple members of the staff and get her medical record started. But, eventually, he was finished eating, about an hour into the movie.<br/><br/>Standing with a bit of a sigh, Nick spoke again. "Movie, pause. All screens off," Nick ordered, the technology in the room all shutting off at once. He grabbed his plate and what was left of the chips before moving to the kitchen and leaving them both on the counter. Next stop was to his jacket, lazily picking it up and tossing it around his shoulders, barely wearing the thing when he finally turned back to Neda. "Alright, we can finish the movie later," Nick said. "We have to get your medical records sorted, and introduce you to a few people." With that, Nick strolled towards the elevator, expecting his conscript to follow.