Rex doesn't let himself show too obviously how pleased he is at the General's praise, or even at his presence, but it's clear enough for anyone who knows him, and Hardcase positively beams, especially when the General goes for the potatoes first. The meal... isn't subdued by any stretch, they don't have it in them, but there is a great deal of formality and clear respect for the General and his presence. He's offered every dish first--the beef and gravy, and the large platter of roasted vegetables that the rest of them only take the bare minimum from as Rex glares quellingly at them.

Dogma, and even DB, have plates at the table, and Tup and Echo take care of filling them for them, almost entirely with meat for DB. The wolfdog is a little awkward in his seat, but well enough behaved in his way, though he leaves the table to go chew on a massive bone of some kind on a blanket in the corner as soon as he's wolfed down is portion and licked the plate clean. Dogma's much more reserved, even about eating, and delicately picks up each item from his plate individually, and though he keeps his eyes mostly cast down he seems to be paying attention to the conversation around him... which is mostly his brothers competing (unusually politely) for the opportunity to tell the General about their lives since their discharge. Jobs and hobbies and friends, the wonder and strangeness of living in a city, and poor Cutup's never-ending quest to get a date with a girl. (Cutup blushes and mutters imprecations under his breath at his brothers' teasing.)

Rex finally managed to glare Hardcase into stopping talking about NASCAR standings and turns his attention back to the General. "How long have you been out, sir?" he asks, because he knows the General had been in long before they'd been created and commissioned and he'd assumed he'd simply remain long after as well.