( Thankfully there's just a few people in the mess hall and none of them are engaging in fisticuffs. That doesn't mean Charles is planning on staying. He doesn't like the more communal spaces at the best of times, he's been struggling to get used to them. He prefers his bed or the observation deck.
He really is becoming a hermit. Raven was right.
When Vanessa arrives, he's still frowning at the replicators. Tea has been procured, or at least something close to tea. He hasn't even spiked his own cup which is a miracle. )
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He really is becoming a hermit. Raven was right.
When Vanessa arrives, he's still frowning at the replicators. Tea has been procured, or at least something close to tea. He hasn't even spiked his own cup which is a miracle. )
Hello.
( Holding a cup out to her. )
You're looking well.
( Whether or not she is, he'd still say it. )