Vas stretched out when he awoke, nearly losing his balance from his chair. The sudden loss of footing woke him quickly, forcing him to smell around in panic for anyone nearby. No one was in the cafeteria, thankfully, but whomever was watching the security cameras was probably laughing their damn asses off. 

The Warock left the cafeteria quickly, betting that some nagging dick was probably wondering where the useless navigator was. As he made his way, he noticed Kal and Mallory down the hall with a cart full of some strange things wrapped in shiny wrappers. Vas walked up to them, in blind interest, and grabbed one of the shiny things. 

"Hell are these things," Vas asked as he put one up to his neck and started sniffing. "Smells like a bloody shit."