Madison POV
We ate at a huge long table. The table was part of the wall, and we sat by it, facing the wall. It was weird, having no one seated before us, for us to talk with. We could only talk to who was on either side of us, and somehow it worked. This tunnel was long and wide, it had tables on the walls on both sides, you grabbed some food from the front, and walked down the tunnel till you found a seat and sat down, no segregation, but then there were no children in there, only adults. Apparently, the children had their own room to eat in, and the set-up was completely different, and the children helped each other. Hearing this made you feel all warm inside, no fighting in this pack, no tarts, no “I am better than you” type talk, they were all treated the same regardless of the rank o
