Dawn smirked over at Warren, patting her own pistol which remained in it's thigh holster. "This always served me just fine. I mean, I know the rats in the cargo hold are big, but..."<br/><br/>"Adrian, thanks." Dawn says, awarding him a small smile. The tray of food got placed up on top pf one of the sensor displays. "Not really hungry yet, but I'll get to it after I'm done my coffee I'm sure." She eyed the little pouch of pills too.They gave them to her every day, and she simply put them in a pocket and tossed them aside later. Who needed a hangover cure when a it of the hair of the dog did the trick nicely as well? "Nothing much happening as far as I know, only been here a few though. Still we're getting close to the nebula, other than that it's empty out there. Time to get a nice book and pass away the time." Not that she'd pass the time that way to be sure, no, she'd be working out, or just getting loaded and playing some cards, reading for pleasure was... unlikely.