"Don't worry about it. Sunny is not a pleasant or friendly person. She's a mean, crude, absolutely brutally asinine woman. She just sort of has a reason to be." He held her against his side gently, then let her step away, toward the mess hall. "For the record, Nat and Let like you too. Nat doesn't talk to people she dislikes and Letto likes anyone who'll talk to him. People aren't fond of mutants. Even the friendly ones, like him." He glanced at the two unlit signs, and up close he could make out 'CIC' and 'MEDIC' on either placard. That answered that.<br/><br/>He linked his arm with hers and guided her toward the mess hall, leaning over to kiss her cheek as they walked. "Don't beat yourself up, okay? Now you know, and now when Sunny mouths off you can take it in stride." Down in the mess hall, through a sliding door, they found two much larger rooms separated by a half-wall, with coverings over shallow basins. Anyone from the modern age would recognize it as a cafeteria setup, complete with rows of tables and benches filling the eating space. On the other side was a kitchen and all the facets that went alongside it, including pantries and freezers, long defunct. Letto was in the kitchen, poking at a stove that had fire coming out of it, a small controlled blaze, and Carson peered at it as he leaned over the half-wall. "Found another mystery, Let?"<br/><br/>The other Strider glanced up and signed quickly, and Carson smirked. He glanced at Malia to translate, "Letto says the only mystery is how to turn it off. This is quite a find, though. Good job." Letto flashed a distracted thumbs up and focused back on the stovetop, fiddling with the dials and gauges on the front.