<strong>"Can I help it if I prefer the finer things in life? One must eat well to become healthy and strong."</strong><br/><br/>Maho's voice sounded from the door of the mess hall, as she slid her way inside in simple gunmetal gray sweats. She'd been a bit restless, and just wandering around the halls of the dropship like she tended to do when bored, before finally deciding to poke her head into the mess hall. The oddly delicate-looking Kuritan waved in greeting to the cook, as she moved over to the line. While she preferred to cook for herself, she knew that cooking the slop most people got was absolutely BORING, so she let him do the cooking when he was awake in exchange for a few discrete bites on the side. Always keep the cook on your side. Always.<br/><br/><strong>"Surprise me today, would you dear?"</strong><br/><br/>She still had a decent amount of her superior stocks, so she eagerly awaited what the bearded man would cook for her today. Still, she found herself a bit distracted by the presence of someone new . . . someone she assumed was their VIP, judging by the talk of endo-steel and myomer. She didn't recognize the doctor either, though to be fair she almost needed medical attention. Thinking about it, she raised her hand in a simple greeting to the pair, while she waited for her food.<br/><br/><strong>". . . Hello."</strong>