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The inner planets tend to, yes. It...varies greatly. Some are barely inhabited at all.

[The universe is very large. Even the Empire has trouble keeping track of them all.]

That...hmm. That is very different from what I know.

[Whether it's good or bad, she can't say. Maketh is quiet suddenly, focused on her hands. Finally she looks up. The truth remains what it always has been, and she has to acknowledge her part in it.]

You'd call it a military dictatorship, I believe.

[She had believed it the best way - the only way - for a long time.]

...Huh.

[That's... Not exactly what he was expecting, and he's not totally sure how to respond to it. It isn't his world, so as much as the idea is pretty horrible, he's also not going to jump to any conclusions.

He'll jut stay quiet for a few moments, in case Maketh wants to elaborate or say something else.]

[Well, now that's out there. She shouldn't be this honest with people, Maketh thinks. She doesn't know how to manage the fallout just yet. Everything is so different here, and she hasn't learned all the rules.

Maketh clears her throat.] What is this, by the way?

[She prods the nearest container of food. Vegan, Chris said.]

[He's not judging--he's pretty sure the situation is a lot more complicated than he understands--but he also doesn't know what to think about it. So changing the subject is fine with him, even if it's one he's already answered; she's obviously uncomfortable, so he won't point it out.]

Not totally sure. Whatever vegetables we managed to find, and then she like, threw a bunch of spices and rice into it and made it not-terrible. Which is pretty much magic, when you can't use meat or cheese.

small>['Not terrible.' Well that's -- something. Maketh has been eating out of cans since she got here. She can cook, a little, but she's horribly out of practice.

She pulls one of the containers closer. Might as well. She'll end up with a hangover in the morning no matter what she does, but this way it might hurt a little less.] I see. Thank you, uh. For bringing it.

Yeah, no problem. Hope it like, helps at all.

[With the doubtlessly impending headache. Fortunately that's not going to be an issue with him, though he might just get one for another reason; he's exhausted, and realizes he should probably head back home now that he's sure she's more or less okay for the moment.]

I should um... Probably go now though; I don't wanna leave everyone for too long.

[Since Emily and Josh are still recovering, and Ashley just went through the whole experience of seeing wendigos for the first time. None of the three are getting along at the moment either, so that just makes it all more awkward and more reason he should be there.]

I appreciate it. [She says it softly, with a bit more care than before. This moment didn't go like she planned at all, but Maketh is beginning to think that maybe - maybe it's better that it didn't. She feels better for having had this conversation, no matter how much it hurt to say the words. Maketh smiles a little.] You're a kind person, Chris. Thank you.

[Chris blinks once at her words, but then offers a small but warm smile as he stands.]

Thanks, but I just... I'm glad you're okay.

[Even if 'okay' is relative.]

[Maketh stands as well, hands clasped behind her back. None of this went according to protocol, but she feels better standing at attention.] Be safe.

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