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Adam finished up the last of his digital paperwork around the same time Lena gave the dinner call, debating briefly whether or not he should continue working or go eat. He decided on the latter, despite his lack of need to eat. It would be best if he stepped out of his office to socialize every once in a while. He stood up and tidied his desk briefly before leaving the Med-Bay, his movements quick and precise. He made it to the kitchen rather fast, mildly surprised at the fact that so many people had already aggregated there. Not that this expression could be seen behind his helmet.

"Good morning," Adam greeted, not really directing it at any one person. He seemed to no doubt be smiling gently, although the actual expression was hidden. He took a seat without bothering to grab food, not as far back as Weston but certainly not that close to everybody else. If he felt awkward about the Captain's presence, given the earlier encounter, he didn't let on about it.