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Who: Anyone who wants to hang on the Iskaulit
Broadcast: nah
Action: Iskaulit mingle, darlings
When: All day every day (at least for the month)

[We're drifting, so it's a perfect time to make use of the many fine establishments on our common ship.]

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I have been. I'm not worried about it.

[The confines of the ship don't rattle him as much as they used to. Either the issue has faded with time, or it has too much competition with his other worries. Erik will never favour confined spaces, but the intense frustration and panic it used to inspire have blunted.]

Well, if you're not worried, neither am I.

If we're still lost in space in a month's time, that may change.

Our captors are nothing if not predictable, though.

So you've said.

Did you want to head back?

It bears repeating whenever we feel caught up by their whims.

[ He smiles. ] No, it's a nice enough day, so to speak. Maybe I'll go to the gardens. I doubt they'll be crowded.

Not at this hour, probably. [It's that late point in the afternoon where people drift back to their ships for dinner.]

Then I shall take the opportunity to move about more. I've spent too much time on the ship anyway.

[As someone who stays on the ship most of the time now, Erik knows there's merit in that. So he nods.]

Why not join me?

[He blinks, then smiles a bit.]

...sure.

Splendid.

[ He pats his armrest. ] I made sure this thing got a full charge as well.

I noticed you've been avoiding it. Hard to recharge without a sun, I expect.

[Erik starts to walk down the hallway, towards the garden area.]

That's one of the reasons, yes. But I was also afraid of the overload, so I kept to the Heron.

Fair enough. [No reason to pry further into that, knowing what he does now.] Now that everyone's confined to the ships, it's a bit harder to avoid.

Mmm. Well, it can't be helped.

But the meditation has helped?

[They reach the garden as Erik asks the question, and it is blessedly quiet.]

[ He nods. ]

It's like being in a quiet meadow. It's not so quiet that it's unnatural but silent enough to be soothing.

[It's interesting to hear it spoken of that way. Erik wouldn't say his experience is the same. For him, meditation is more akin to going somewhere dark, only it's a comfort. He sits down on one of the chairs in the garden.]

That's good, then.

[ Charles tentatively smiles. ]

It has been helpful.

I think so too. [Erik's calmer than he was before he started taking the lessons. It had helped to keep a routine, something to anchor him through the tumultuous first days and weeks back.]

I'm glad. Truly.

[He lets out a breath, smiling briefly.]

[ He smiles before ducking his head. ]

It's nice that we have the Iskaulit, at least.

I can't imagine what it was like before this ship was brought in.