"I'd probably worry about me too, so that makes two of us," he said as he stood up and walked over to another stowage locker, this one containing a small refrigerator and a flash cooker. He took two sealed bowls from the fridge, put them in the flash cooker, which literally heated them in a flash, before stooping to find cutlery, salt and pepper and whatever else he needed. He added a little seasoning to each bowl before handing one to her and keeping one himself, sitting back down.
"Careful," he said, "it's very hot. Those flash cookers are handy things, if only there was a way to heat it so it didn't burn your tongue..." He took a forkful of the food and tested it. For spacer food, it was good, a new brand he was trying, better than the old ration kits he used to rely on, much better in taste and, he hoped, ingredients.
"Careful," he said, "it's very hot. Those flash cookers are handy things, if only there was a way to heat it so it didn't burn your tongue..." He took a forkful of the food and tested it. For spacer food, it was good, a new brand he was trying, better than the old ration kits he used to rely on, much better in taste and, he hoped, ingredients.