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They are dog-like in nature with a bigger appetite. You have nothing to worry about.

:)

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not worried, but if they weren't doglike in nature the bigger teeth would seem like a concern is all

do you miss it? having a pet?

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A little. But I have more than enough on my hands when managing the ship.

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tell me about it?

or if it's too much to text we could hit the galley for snacks

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I wouldn't be opposed to snacks. I'm just refreshing supplies for the ship and I will return soon.

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i'll see if i can throw something together in the kitchen then

see you soon?

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[ it's a relief that their guest can help out in the kitchen. sola is careful with her coins and haggling, striking deals and crossing off items on their list of needs. supplies for ship maintenance, some additional food, especially non-perishables. and perhaps a little extra something for deneb because there is no surprise that she is soft.

the ship hisses as the door lowers to let her in, cart of packages trailing behind her. she might be small but she rolls it in with ease, resting it at the base as the door rises behind her to fall shut. ]

Hello?

[opacus]

[Gael pokes his head out of the kitchen area. Or is it the galley? He's not particularly up and up on ship terminology, but at the sound of Sola's voice he pops out to give her a small wave and a half smile.]

Hey.

[His gaze catches on the cart near her and he holds his position in the doorway.]

I have something on the stove but I can help unload in a few minutes if that's alright?

[Grilled cheese is usually delicious no matter what, but it's Gael doesn't like his burned.]

omg i lost the notif for this ;;

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Take your time, [ she assures him with a wave of her hand. melting cheese is always such a comforting smell. sola isn't above much these days, but she certainly is not above childhood meals, especially when the sandwiches are slathered in butter. the cart has been programmed to follow her in without sola putting in too much physical work and she remembers to shut it down, lest she has another comically awkward encounter with the automatic cart.

she begins unloading packages and boxes. no one ever talks about the day to day maintenance of the ship, but sola has taken to these duties in between swashbuckling. ]

This smells just like something I need today.

no worries!!

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That's what I was thinking too! Gimme a sec and I'll come help.

[He ducks back into the kitchen area to check in on the grilled cheeses. They're just about done, and with another half a minute he's got them out of the pan and on plates, tucked into the microwave to keep them from losing heat too quickly. He pops out to where Sola is with her cart, and hands open.]

Tell me what pick up and where to take it and I'm on it.

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[ to say that the place needed organization before she came aboard is an understatement. everything has a purpose and everything has a place and she made quick work of it, just as she makes quick work of cleaning up with all her newly purchased surprise. sola pulls an open delivery box out of her cart and hands it promptly to gael. ]

Thank you. This all goes into the kitchen. I'll take care of the other supplies in storage and I'll be with you soon.

[ with a small smile, she nods lightly before carting away. ]