The commander set down his pen and looked directly at Frea.  "You will do what I've ordered, or you will find yourself back in that prison cell.  And we don't have enough food to give to prisoners." he said, glaring at her as he finished.  "Now get out of my sight.  I better not catch any of you lounging around."<br/><br/>Despite his threat, it seemed he didn't have any way to carry it out if the five of you decide to simply leave - the soldiers and scouts that actually worked for the army were all busy with fending off the catgirls.  Apparently, he cares more about the city's food supply and not giving it to someone like you, than what you actually do with your time here.