Erin pressed her lips together, clearly holding back her thoughts.
Keira noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jenkins jumped in before Erin could reply, "This last one here—her interests are surprisingly similar to Erin's."
Keira frowned. "Food?"
Jenkins nodded. "Exactly. That's why we nicknamed her Pig."
Keira blinked, stunned.
Were code names really handed out this carelessly?
She twitched her lips in disbelief, but Erin cut in with immediate protest. "Hold on! What do you mean, my interests are the same as Pig's? I'm a selective eater, okay? I have standards! I don't just eat everything. She does! Anything remotely edible, she's all in!"