Something Senjen had learned in the years away from his homeworld was how much the tastes of biological species could be influenced by [i]having[/i] biology. Utaysi were about the opposite of QV in terms of their prey drive, being that they did not have one. Their predecessors did, but that was an instinct that had not made the transition to their artificial progeny. Their creators had tried to adjust as few of their instincts as possible, but anything related to food, or acquiring it, was something they had no choice but to change. And of course, there was no drug that would affect both an organic and a machine. Yet, Senjen was still glad to join, especially with what Light had just overcome. There was just one thing that needed to be done first. 

“Hmm...let me think about it on the way to the ship.” Senjen answered. 

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Being that living anywhere near downtown Setia was an expensive prospect, Light had been renting a long-term landing pad for his ship out near the fringes of the city. It made for an annoying commute to the hospital, but the automated taxi ride back did give Senjen time to think, and about more than just their immediate plans. Light being cured still felt hard to imagine with how long he had been dealing with his condition, but if it really was happening, then it could mean a new chapter for them. Certain possibilities had been going through Senjen’s mind for a while, and now it seemed like he might be able to act on them. 

The space Light rented was, to put it gently, not in the finest neighborhood, nor did it offer many services. There was at least some security on the lot to ward off vagrants, but it was simply a flat, open space with rows of basic landing pads that could accommodate ships up to the size of light freighters. More expensive lots would offer protection from the elements, automated refueling, and maintenance services. This place gave no such benefits. The best it could offer was refueling, at a separate charge, with a tanker that had to be towed around from ship to ship. 

What Light was greeted with as soon as the ramp to his ship lowered was a surprise, quite literally. A trio of voices, including Senjen beside him, shouted out the word as the interior came into view. Waiting inside were two familiar faces: a Human and a Tekeri. Both were friends, and as it seemed, Senjen had arranged for them to pay a visit in light of the good news. The Human woman’s name was Rebecca, though for reasons she never explained, she went by “Jess”. She was a parts dealer and mechanic they had become well-acquainted with since their arrival. She was short, especially compared to the much larger species surrounding her, with short, dark hair and a mild tan. Her casual clothes were unremarkable, though at least much cleaner than the rough, stained jumpsuits she usually wore. 

Jess was holding a small cake in one arm, while pinching her nose with her other hand. She was in the interesting position of being in a genuinely good mood while simultaneously holding herself back from retching. The cake was a fusion of Human and QV cuisine that was meant to be pleasing to a QV palette, but most [i]certainly[/i] not to her.