After polishing our strategy, Claude arranged the items he brought out from the suitcase over a small camping table. All of us stared at him with disbelief. He prepared everything! From a portable butane stove to foldable camping chairs.
"Don't just gawk at me and boil water."
I blinked, and then exchanged glances with Allen and Lexie. Both of them were shocked as well.
"Where did you even get all these, Captain? Are these items provided by the NSA?" Lexie inquired while twisting the cap of a water bottle, and then gave it to Allen, who was placing a casserole over the stove.
Allen took it and poured the water in.
"No. I bought them with my own money."
That explains where those boxes in my old room came from. I grabbed a water bottle and drank it full. I've been wanting to drink since earlier, to remove any remaining dust particles I swallowed.
