[ It's been one hell of a day. By the time he realises he hasn't eaten in a while it's been eight hours, a few memories tossed back and forth, a glimpse into a possible future and a panic attack since he last took a chew of dehydrated space food or a slurp of extra-terrestrial mush, and with no small amount of displeasure about it he drags himself up from the moderately comfortable corner he's found for himself and makes the trip to the kitchen.
He's not really expecting company, though time is hard to keep track of aboard the Ximilia at the best of times and even harder to be ruled by. So when he finds the kitchen occupied he hesitates only for the briefest moment to see if the intrusion's going to cause anyone a problem - no, apparently not - before nodding his greeting and venturing more properly inside.
He recognises her. It's difficult not to when the quarters they all keep are close and he's so intent on having a handle on his own surroundings - but she's right that they've yet to really meet. ]
Stephen. [ There are certain people he'll leave to stand on formalities, but she's already greeted him with his title. No need to hammer it home. Instead he comes to a halt stop close enough to offer out a scarred hand. ] Pleased to officially meet you, Marta.
[ The smile is small, a little tired, but amicable. He figures he'll get a pass for the lack of extra enthusiasm, circumstances being what they are. ]
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I can't believe it's been 2 weeks already rip
He's not really expecting company, though time is hard to keep track of aboard the Ximilia at the best of times and even harder to be ruled by. So when he finds the kitchen occupied he hesitates only for the briefest moment to see if the intrusion's going to cause anyone a problem - no, apparently not - before nodding his greeting and venturing more properly inside.
He recognises her. It's difficult not to when the quarters they all keep are close and he's so intent on having a handle on his own surroundings - but she's right that they've yet to really meet. ]
Stephen. [ There are certain people he'll leave to stand on formalities, but she's already greeted him with his title. No need to hammer it home. Instead he comes to a halt stop close enough to offer out a scarred hand. ] Pleased to officially meet you, Marta.
[ The smile is small, a little tired, but amicable. He figures he'll get a pass for the lack of extra enthusiasm, circumstances being what they are. ]