Travis nodded, his mind turning with the information. His body finally stilling. He slowly a finger on his chin as she spoke.

The mention of cooking overa fire always interested him, Earth had no pleasure camping he had heard in history classes. If a person wanted to do those types of things, they join the military.

Coming to Pandora made those types of thoughts come to mind. Fear of creatures hidden in the vegetation was dug deep into his soul.

When Olivia began pacing, he frowned catching her last words. The scope of their particular problem loomed in his mind. Food and water were the source of his worries. If they were not able to find something soon for the few that remains, they will be eating rations before starvation. 

He really didn't want that sort of blood on his hands.

"The fruits you mention do not grow all season and we are not the only ones who favor them." He pointed sky ward. "A whole flock of mean birds knows we plant them and always eats them before they are fully ripe. Now, without security we can kiss those plants goodbye."

He rubbed his hands over his face and sighed. "I think a good sleep is called for. How about we meet up in the garden after breakfast?" 

After a lousy eight hours in his bunk, Travis bypassed breakfast and readied the link machine. Once it was primed he rolled into the bed and closed the coffin.

A few moments he opened his eyes in the Avatar bunk house. Slowly he rose from the bed running the back of his neck out of habit. 

Taking a deep breath he walked to the garden. He grown at the hole in the fence and half eaten plants. He knelt beside it and attempted to close the gap.