Cal gave her crew time to chat without her, walking back to the mess slowly.  Arriving just in time to hear Isi proclaim she was nearly out of batter.  The stack of griddle cakes was more than enough to feed them all twice over.  “Don't be needin' more unless Ari dun hid passengers in wi' those oranges.”<br/><br/>Smiling warmly she moved around the table, lightly touching Koschei on the shoulder blade.  She wasn't often one for touching but it had been awhile.  And she always did get all sorts of thoughts in her head when seeing that strong back.  Settling in on the bench with space between them she made a grab for her piece of fruit.  “Thanks Ari girl.  So when ya plannin' on gittin tha cockpit sorted out? Can't be hirin' no pilot with wires danglin' 'bout.”