[hr][center][h1][color=f7941d]Port-1[/color][/h1]
[h3][color=f26522]Cafeteria
Hanson Seuclid, Sirius Free, Tessa Stride[/color][/h3][/center]
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His ration came up quickly, and grabbing it Hanson proceeded through the mostly filled cafeteria to an empty table and sat down, observing his delectable meal of potatoes and greens mixed with slices of beef. Just as he picked up the first slice and consumed it a familiar voice peaked up, seeing the two from the hall decided to join him. With a grin he gestured to the table in front of him as he swallowed. [color=7ea7d8]"Suit yourselves. Company is nothing I'll pass up. If you're planning to be all buddy buddy, at least tell me more about yourselves. And your relation."[/color] Hanson looked between the two like they were criminals under interrogation. Of course the kid was from a pod, that was no mystery, but the woman's closeness seemed more than just a concern for his health and wellness. They were relatively close to one of the labs so the two could have met up and come along together. The woman however, seemed to be on edge, suspicious of Hanson.

He gave mental props to her for being worried, if Hanson was in charge of this man he'd nearly drill him of all information the kid had available or what little there was. [color=7ea7d8]"How long since you were popped open? I've been out here for ten years since climbing into the fridge. Can't remember too well what was going on around me to force me to step inside that icicle. They prodded me for a good year to figure me out, make sure I was still human under the skin. Did you subject him to the same, examination?"[/color] Hanson looked over to the woman with raised brows, curious of how she would answer the accusation.