[He blinks as he glances over at her, looking a bit surprised. And perhaps better yet still a bit confused by the sudden compliment in the wake of a sharp retort. He chalks it up to being a difficult week -- two missing crew-mates, after all. It would make sense that his compatriot is troubled and having a time of things... Even still, he doesn't feel like he deserves the pride in his work; he feels like he hasn't nearly done enough with the skills of the trade he's developed. Maybe after getting these supplies out there; the shuttle's already got a hefty amount in the back from The Melting Pot, ready to be distributed.
Then he can rest easier.]
... I'm just doing what little I can. It's not much, really.
Everyone has been doing marvelously.
[Jarvis is great at sharing the humble pie. It was a team effort.]
no subject
Then he can rest easier.]
... I'm just doing what little I can. It's not much, really.
Everyone has been doing marvelously.
[Jarvis is great at sharing the humble pie. It was a team effort.]