'Here, you forgot your socks.' said the warrior orc to the female knight.
'Ah, thanks.' she said and stuffed them in her bag. 'Did you eat the rest of the cold cockatrice?'
'Yes, you'll have to teach me the seasoning next time.'
'Excuse me.' said the commander of the human army while the orc chief huffed and frowned at the two. 'I don't mind you being in a relationship with an enemy, but we're on a battlefield now and private matters belong outside of work.'