Well, this is.. horrible.

[reconstitution]

Who: SS Caprine & visitors
Broadcast: ???
Action: All aboard
When: 8/3


[Dread is probably not a good feeling to have in the face of actually having something resembling a 'team' now. Unfortunately, the way this place seems to love uprooting and depositing people out of nowhere into unfamiliar territory, and it sets him on edge.

His eyes narrow as he looks around yet another place he's unaccustomed, being bombarded by-- colorful shreds of paper and overly-cheerful music. And even more people. Once again, he longs for the familiar weight of a weapon in his hand, but this fleet just loves to suck the comfort out.

At least this is a more permanent residence? Time would tell on that one.]

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[save_the_souls]

[He gives a nod in return.] Thank you.

[Sure. He's got the sense this might come up again. But at least Winter seems to be taking some thought to it, so the thank you is sincere. So is the smile he gives Winter.]

[His tone then goes back to being light. Willing to let the topic drop.]

...Anyway, I should probably get back to my ship. There's still work I need to do, and at this point I'm probably just procrastinating, huh?

[His smile grows a little] Any requests of what I should bring next time I come visit?

[reconstitution]

There are no requests.

[ He's honestly not sure what he would suggest even if he did have ideas for Allen. Ammunition and supplies were unnecessary in this place, and there wasn't anything he personally required, so he offers a shake of his head. ]

[save_the_souls]

[Somehow, that answer is less than surprising. Still! It was worth asking]

Ah...alright, I'll think of something then!

[He turns to leave, looking back to smile at him]

Have a good day, Winter. I hope you enjoy the cookies!

[reconstitution]

[ He casts a glance down at the package of cookies still in his hand before looking back at Allen. ]

I will.