[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/s6IF3pB.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=05794C]Location:[/color][/b] The Atrium -> The Galley
[b][color=05794C]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center][hr]
	Zari wasn't too sure what to think of being offered bourbon to drink. [color=05794C]"...I don't think I'm old enough to drink,"[/color] she responded, taking the blanket from Cal as she stood up fully, and wrapped it around herself. Her eyes went wide, as a flash of something went across her mind. [color=05794c]"...You, did something..."[/color] she said towards Cal, her voice rising when she said that, but it was clear that she was trying to remember something important. [color=05794C]"I don't think I can trust you, something tells me not to trust you,"[/color] she added, backing away somewhat from Cal, and almost like she was glaring at her almost, as well as appearing somewhat confused, [color=05794C]"Get the hell away from me!"[/color] Zari screamed out without any warning, before she took off running out of the room.

	She didn't know why she freaked out quite like that. It had been unexpected, that strange feeling, and she was trying to calm down, but there wasn't much she was able to do about it. They weren't sure that they could trust each other, the others seemed to be able to know who each other were, or at least know more about each other then one thing. The same couldn't be said about her and Cal. No one seemed to have recognized her at all, while Cal so far had claimed to be in the medical field, and then just flat out claimed to maybe be a pharmacist. Zari was crying a little bit, as she went up to the vending machine thing, and started pushing buttons to get something warm to drink, still shivering.

	The first attempt she ended up with a cup of hot water, and she picked up the cup, and looked at it, before tossing it aside, kicked the machine, and tried again. The second time was the same result, and the machine seemed to be laughing at her almost, and she did the exact same thing, tossed the glass aside, kicked the machine, and tried for a third time. This time she managed to get what she had wanted, a cup of hot chocolate. Walking a little ways away from the machine, she sat down on the floor, bundled up in the blanket and took a sip of her drink, letting the warmth envelop her.