[ Words like "knightly" and "chivalrous" certainly describe that particular colleague, Don Quixote. In fact, she would be thrilled to learn that Yi Sang considers her as such.

He nods, considering the rest of them. ]

Another... It seems he is uncertain of the world around him, just as a newly-hatched chick must learn to beat its wings. But he is quite capable, and I am certain his full wingspan will be quite grand.

[ Sinclair, so unsure of himself, but ever reliable at the end of the day.

And still, there is Hong Lu, who seems to sense Yi Sang's thoughts even before he's pieces them together himself. He's always near, as though the other man were a celestial body hovering within Yi Sang's gravitational field. ]

My final colleague, he... is an enigma at times, but possesses a kind heart.

[ That's close enough, he thinks.

He falls silent again upon hearing Altria's question. Indeed, he supposes they'd be in quite the dilemma if those supplies ever stopped. So he nods again, though without any traces of concern. ]

I suppose so, yes.

[ That would be pretty bad. Alas. ]

I am certain this City's residents' resourcefulness would discern an adequate solution.