They walked in silence, steadily making their way to the mess hall. Torin assumed the Sister would be wanting to talk when they had food, so he was content to remain quiet, and to sporadically glance over at her from time-to-time, appreciative of her company.<br/><br/>They eventually reached the mess hall, which was as busy as it always was. Crewmen flocked to the place - the main cafeterium, and the largest out of several that were scattered throughout the ship - throughout their shifts, and it was never not bustling. Torin nodded and waved to people he knew, as he took a place in the line, beckoning for the Sister to join him.<br/><br/>"And now we wait." He said, his voice loud to be heard over the ever-present din of the ever-present crowd.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>