Faced with a wall of unlabeled cabinets, Mikodez flicks open the top compartment, releasing several loose boxes of Kel infantry ration bars. He ducks away too quickly from a bar to the face, and looks doubtfully at the rest of the room. "Please tell me there's more to eat than this."
[Please save the rest of the crew from a week of nothing but ration bars and tangerines.] [and Station Moongray it is! Although nabbing files can still be explained away as pro-rebellion behavior. I could always flanderize him further into the kitten-thinks-of-nothing-but-murder, depending on how unnerved he is by the other people on the Moth.]
In the galley, with a cart of distilled spirits
[Please save the rest of the crew from a week of nothing but ration bars and tangerines.] [and Station Moongray it is! Although nabbing files can still be explained away as pro-rebellion behavior. I could always flanderize him further into the kitten-thinks-of-nothing-but-murder, depending on how unnerved he is by the other people on the Moth.]