“Nonsense. If you organics are going to insist on wasting your time ‘sleeping’, then I’m just going to have to be even more productive to make up for it.” Senjen responded back from within the ship. It was not long before he came walking down the ramp, two plates in hand and his tail wrapped around a full pitcher of water. “That thing they gave me last night was wild. I guess I don’t know [i]exactly[/i] if it was like what you feel, but it was definitely...something. I felt like I could hardly walk at one point. Crawling was easier.”

After a moment, Senjen stepped around in front of the pair. “Of course, I could just turn it off when I was done. You...not so much.” He pushed Light’s plate into his suit, while for Ruk he held onto the plate and just plopped one of the soft boiled eggs straight into her beak. “I’ll do as much as I please for the two of you, and you can’t stop me. I’ve already cleaned the ship, your suit, and Ruk’s clothes, I’ve made breakfast, and I’ve got what I’m pretty sure is a hangover remedy.”

Senjen narrowed his eyes at Light, speaking in a tone as if he were threatening him. “But I’m warning you, if you keep complaining, I’ll just have to start giving massages too. Don’t think I won’t.”