"Or you could ask a nurse if you could have one or two extra for later." Leon just stared at the girl, a little baffled as to why she'd think it necessary to steal something as minor as a pastry. The staff here did try to pretend they meant well during the day, after all, and it was such a small thing to deny someone. "They've provided them in the first place, so it's not like they're forbidden."

Obviously his breakfast companion was one of those women--no dignity or class whatsoever, nothing like dear Marian or even the women he'd known in the military. More like his bloody sister.