( ... why does he suddenly feel much older than he is?! he hadn't recognised the damn thing! it wasn't like he'd last seen one fifty years ago, more like not quite ten!
still, okay, he comes over and looks at it and its waterline, amused in passing because thankfully, whoever last used this left it near full. )
Steaming that quickly? Impressive.
( no, really, usually the ones he knew still took a minute to get up to temperature and sounded like someone gargling rocks, from the faint recollection that niggles out of his hindbrain. but also, why stare at this blessing of technology? he starts peering into a few higher cupboards, and spies one with cups: white and underwhelming, but enough to pull down and set with two polite, distinct clinks near the kettle. )
Do you suspect any one direction in which to investigate for tea?
( he breathes in, seeing if he can catch a scent like... oh come on, is he acting like a dog? (yes. one who is wandering toward a flat panel on the opposing side of the kitchen, which, with his palm pressed to it, pops open to reveal............
..................................... one tin of tea, and a whole lot of. prebagged bags. why? what betrayal in life left them in this situation? why are you like this, space station he never planned for?! )
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still, okay, he comes over and looks at it and its waterline, amused in passing because thankfully, whoever last used this left it near full. )
Steaming that quickly? Impressive.
( no, really, usually the ones he knew still took a minute to get up to temperature and sounded like someone gargling rocks, from the faint recollection that niggles out of his hindbrain. but also, why stare at this blessing of technology? he starts peering into a few higher cupboards, and spies one with cups: white and underwhelming, but enough to pull down and set with two polite, distinct clinks near the kettle. )
Do you suspect any one direction in which to investigate for tea?
( he breathes in, seeing if he can catch a scent like... oh come on, is he acting like a dog? (yes. one who is wandering toward a flat panel on the opposing side of the kitchen, which, with his palm pressed to it, pops open to reveal............
..................................... one tin of tea, and a whole lot of. prebagged bags. why? what betrayal in life left them in this situation? why are you like this, space station he never planned for?! )