Riku... didn't feel like eating with the rest. His stomach felt weak. Like putting anything in it would be a bad idea. He took his dinner break away from the front of the wall, back against the wall, his arms wrapped around himself in weak comfort. He missed Sora so much.
General Rotharr's face was somber as he dinned with the Prince and General Weller. Right now, things were still going good for them. But he feared the coming of the evening, and the dark.
"The men are strong, but tired," General Rotharr said. "They have been up there all day." Standing, shooting, in the summer heat. "We need more water sent up." He paused for a moment before pressing on. "Your Majesty, I do not know how wise it is to wait until they are ready to attack us." It would only give the Galbadians the advantage of being ready.