[ Amos is there, sitting on one of the benches that look out at the bay windows. He is a little slouched, comfortable, looking at the stars ahead of them, wishing he knew what they were, where they were.
He spots Prax walking in and turns to him, smiles. ]
Hey. I got some food from the mess hall on my way.
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He spots Prax walking in and turns to him, smiles. ]
Hey. I got some food from the mess hall on my way.
[ He waves a protein bar at Prax. ]