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Elm looked to El, “..You would share your.....your food?” She seemed in awe that the woman would do so. “..Not even the Great Greyhound Saviors did this!” She said falling into step with El as her stomach rumbled.

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El moved along with Elm, curiously noting the similarities in their names. She paced herself and visibly heard her stomach rumbling. Had it come to that that quickly that food was that scarce there? She glanced at Elm. “How are you feeling?” she asked. Sickbay would be quite active for a while. El thought they could stop by for a bite. “Here, let’s grab a bite before getting you checked out.” She steered Elm toward the lift to go up to B deck and the Galley. Mentally she computed the ‘ship’ time to figure what would be available there. She wondered what would be talked about with the Captain and the XO, but thought that any others in that meeting would include the chief engineer. Roger would likely be there; he could speak better than she could.

• El, Eng

As the two entered the mess hall, the ship’s time was roughly now going on midnight, there were a few on hand selections in the food case but unless El wanted to wake up the ship’s chef the current selection of cold mac/cheese, a hotdog and bun, and a cheesecake slice would have to suffice.

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