Ren's leadership skills were growing…
Not dramatically, by a small margin, the kind that accumulated over multiple engagements into something the body noticed before the mind did.
The conversations at the barracks table at night had a component they hadn't had before: comparisons of angles, adjustments in technique, the kind of technical exchange that happened when a group of people were learning something new simultaneously and each one was contributing what they had found in their own iteration of the problem.
The table had become a workshop without anyone deciding it would be one.
Also nobody had connected Red Pathfinder to Ren Patinder yet.
