Isabelle was very disappointed. "Fine!"

She huffed angrily, glared at Andrew, and left.

Luna also stood up. "Then I… I'll head back now."

Andrew nodded. "Yeah, you go ahead. I need to take care of business too."

After walking a few steps, Luna turned back around and said seriously, "Andrew, I want to talk to you alone. Mr. Goodman, you don't mind, do you? I'd like to speak with Andrew here for a moment."

Amari chuckled. "Not at all, General Phelan. You're one of our own, so go ahead."