Chained

Isaac stared daggers at Keng for the rest of the night. Keng tried to ignore the glares, but knowing Isaac's intentions (even if he was drunk) was a bit… Daunting? Keng kept his attention on the flow of the conversation. Philip and the other boys chatted with him. They talked about repairs, his upcoming mission and his training. 

"I think I'm getting the hang of everything." Keng told them. "I just wish I had more time to train. It's great that I catch things quickly but it's hard to continue practicing those things while I'm learning the next thing."

"I'd be stressed if I was in your shoes too." Bright tilted his cup at Keng. He took a sip out of the cup and swirled the drink around. "But I think you'll do just fine." 

"Mmm, I agree." Philip nodded. "You've continuously put a lot of effort into whatever you're doing. You put way more effort than I do when I'm forced to help with construction work."