heading to the mess tent in search of a half-decent meal, when he turned a corner without looking, and accidentally bumped into someone.

jumps, afraid he's been caught. He blinks quickly and frowns. "What do you want?"

eyed the young manwho looked more like a kid really carefully, wondering why he'd jumped so much. "Nothing" he said after a short pause, still eying him curiously

wasn't a kid! He shoves his hands in his pockets and narrows his eyes at Ludwig before starting to walk away, some food falling out of another pocket...

watched as the younger man walked away when he saw some food fall out of his pocket. "Hey! Stop!" he said loudly taking a quick step forward and grabbing onto the others arm to stop him

winces and tries to pull away from him. "Wh-what?!"

kept holding onto the others arm. "What's that?" he asked angrily, pointing to the food on the ground, clearly something from the mess hall.

frowns and looks at the food, shrugging. "I don't know how that got there..."

snorts. "Yeah right. You stole it from the mess, didn't you?"

rolls his eyes. "So what if I did?"

shook the other by the grip on his arm. "What do you mean so what if I did? What good does it bring you? That's wasting military supplies!"

frowns. "And what are they going to do? Kick me out? Like I care."

stared at the other in disbelief, and pushed him away as if in utter disgust. "What are you even doing here if you clearly don't want to be here? --Kid, stuff like this could get you shot on the front line"

rolls his eyes. "Well then it's a good thing I'm not on the front line." He starts to walk away.

groaned and grabbed the other by the arm again before he could walk away. "No, but you could be out there any hour now. Don't you understand what war is, kid? Do you just think it's all a game to you?"

growls. "I'M NOT A KID!" He tries to pull away before giving up and glaring at the ground. "It doesn't matter why I joined and I know what war is!"

almost shouted at him. "You are to me! And you obviously don't, not if you're treating the mess hall like some mini bar where you can just take as you please!"

rolls his eyes and just stands in silence, knowing he wasn't going to win an argument.

sighs. "Listen, I'm not going to report you, but don't do this in the future. I mean it when I say it could get you killed, and the bullet in your brain won't be from the enemy... it'll be from a friend"

nods and barely keeps from rolling his eyes again. "Fine..."

let go of the others arm finally. "Now if I were you, I'd go give that food back to the mess"

sighs and starts to slowly walk back to the mess tent with no actual intention of returning the food.

follows after him, seeing as he was already planning on getting some food before he bumped into the other.

rolls his eyes and goes back to the kitchen, glancing back at that guy to check to see if he was watching.

. Carefully as well. If there one thing he couldn't stand, it was undisciplined brats who had joined the military on a whim. This wasn't a game -- it was war.

sighs and returns the food when the mess workers were not looking.