Pidge hit the cafeteria before she settled into the nature deck with her laptop, a baggy of fruit and some veggie soup in a cup, which was the first thing she saw on the menu that was warm.

And then it turns out that she doesn't really want any of it. She's taken a few sips of the soup but she's left most of what she has untouched. Mostly, she just wants to work. She wants to stop...all of this. No more moles. No more Murderworlds.

Maybe this has just the freebee, the introduction to everything she's up against as a member of Legion. It's a lot different than Voltron, something she was really just starting to learn in the first place.

And when she spots Wash, as she has to pack up and move her solar powered battery when the artificial sun shifts, she suspects he's not doing too well, which isn't even that much of a deduction because she knows what "not doing too well" looks like for a person like himself.

"Hi Wash," she says, and hopes her voice doesn't sound too quiet.