[ The sunlight room ran concurrent to the mess hall and kitchen, conveniently enough. Finn takes the lead from there, his familiarity with the ship's layout coming to bear. Jake had been here once before today, but the place was deserted. It suited him fine then, gnawing hunger eroding his senses and making him act all manner of foolish. The fewer the witnesses, the better.
Walking through the mess now, Jake barely recognizes it. While there was no enforced dinner time aboard the Ximilia, many people filtered in around the same time. The culinarily-inclined would prepare bigger portions, the culinarily-disinclined would gratefully accept them. It wasn't a party atmosphere, no, but it was a place to relax and socialize. In that sense, Jake thinks, the ship wasn't that different than anywhere else he's been.
Except for one thing: Finn. Since he was a little kid, Finn's circle of friends was well-trod territory for Jake. The ones he wasn't friends with himself, Jake at least knew their names and a rough bio. Here, surrounded by complete strangers, Finn looked completely at ease with them. He even waved a few times.
It wasn't a bad thing, not necessarily. It was even comforting, knowing that Finn had built himself a little community in the months without him. But that didn't make Jake feel any less odd, watching it play out in front of him.
Out of the mess and into the kitchen, Jake breaks from Finn with a quick elbow to the side and a quicker grin. ]
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Walking through the mess now, Jake barely recognizes it. While there was no enforced dinner time aboard the Ximilia, many people filtered in around the same time. The culinarily-inclined would prepare bigger portions, the culinarily-disinclined would gratefully accept them. It wasn't a party atmosphere, no, but it was a place to relax and socialize. In that sense, Jake thinks, the ship wasn't that different than anywhere else he's been.
Except for one thing: Finn. Since he was a little kid, Finn's circle of friends was well-trod territory for Jake. The ones he wasn't friends with himself, Jake at least knew their names and a rough bio. Here, surrounded by complete strangers, Finn looked completely at ease with them. He even waved a few times.
It wasn't a bad thing, not necessarily. It was even comforting, knowing that Finn had built himself a little community in the months without him. But that didn't make Jake feel any less odd, watching it play out in front of him.
Out of the mess and into the kitchen, Jake breaks from Finn with a quick elbow to the side and a quicker grin. ]
Mr. Popular, over here!