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Glen was also starving; which was odd, since he had eaten not very long ago. He wasn’t sure if the hunger was another symptom of his malaise, but it was a big coincidence if it wasn’t. “Any chance of some food from the replicator?” Glen asked the Nurse. “Or, could you get my Yeoman and ask her to get Chef to rustle up something from the kitchen? I’m famished!”

Beedlepan came over to the captain eyeing the results. She spoke up almost at a shouting level that should be enough for Glen to hear her. “..The temporal shifts in your body Captain are effecting your hearing. Try to relax, if evidence from the others is any indication it should pass uh soon!” She said.

“Yes,” replied Glen. “I am having trouble hearing. I didn’t catch the last part. Did you say that the prevalence of the brother’s dictation is the mass of the Moon? Sorry, I don’t understand??”

”..As for some food I’ll get the kitchens to send you something down, any preference?” She inquired?

“Is that his name?” asked Glen, “Good! Yes, some food please. And no, I don’t have a preference for any particular colour. That seems an odd choice though!”

Meanwhile Daniel had come up besides the two, “..If there is nothing else I really should return to the tasks at hand..” He said.

Beedlepan turned for a moment, “..Oh! Um....sure if there is anything else we need we’ll call!” she said and so Daniel then left to return to work.

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-Glen, CO

A little bit later NE Chef Barns came in with a mobile tray of select choice of cut meats and fresh vegetables and sauces for Glen. Rolling it up and having been told by Nurse Beedlepan to speak up he did so. “..Here you go sir! Sliced deli meats, seasoned to perfection, with roasted fresh vegetables! Anything else?” He asked

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