[ He gives a short, amused breath, the corners of his lips curling a little. ]

Oh no. This is a special kind of terrible. Worse than even the MREs we used to get with the MCRN.

Jasnah, if this were my ship, we'd be eatin' oven-cooked lasagna, right now, with real, honest-to-god mushrooms. [ He let out a slightly wistful sigh. ]

Damn, but I miss cookin'.