Milenya sighed softly.<span style="color: #6495ED">"Thank you. I, I'll try. I'm not too comfortable in groups."</span><br/><br/>She finished struggling into the fitted singlet, watching Kala slip out of the lab.<br/><br/>Once alone, she sat heavily on the floor, elbows on her knees, hands interlocking fingers behind her neck as she bowed her head. Inside, she felt the turmoil of emotions, relief, exhaustion, sorrow, and an incipient depression as the adrenalin crash took full hold of her.<br/><br/>She sat there, wrapping her arms around her knees and trembling for a good few minutes, breathing heavily.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"Goddess..."</span>she whispered.<span style="color: #6495ED">"Vessi, I miss you..."</span><br/><br/>It took only a little longer before she slowly stretched and began to rummage through her clothes, laying a simple one-piece dress designed for lab work, and a towel. She didn't put either on yet, instead she moved out to the lab and moved the sample husk material from its temporary storage to the containment unit. With a few taps on her omnitool, she sealed the unit and activated its isolation capabilities. Anyone looking in could see how snug the singlet was, almost skin tight, outlining her curves, supporting her breasts, and doing more than hinting at the shape of her pussy.<br/><br/>She'd transfer the cube to the analysis unit later. For now, she went back into her quarters to get the towel and the dress; she still needed a shower. Slipping on a pair of shoes, she padded out of the lab, skirting the common area.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>