Payne followed the handily pinned locations in his HUD to the containers, spent a handful of minutes making sure how to open them properly. He had to use the flashlight in his glove to read the labels for foodstuffs, but he was humming pleasantly to himself as he realized they had quite the stock of delicious stuff to lean on until they figured out ways to either get off-world or procure fresher food. With his arms full of crinkly packages of food preserved just for this day, Payne made his way out of the cargo bay to go find the kitchen, where he'd set to preparing a hefty meal for the survivors. 

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