Re: The Dividing Line - Canteen
Caitlin thinks a moment before answering. "Ah... Nope, not a thing. I just heard you say coding and I was hoping its genetic. Speaking of which, finished setting up the genome compiler for our shocking spore friend, I have about five hours until its finished. Krysta's going to come down for some food as well, guess there isn't much for... Crap..." She hangs her head in shame, then gets back and heads to the entrance to the kitchen.
"I forgot to tell you, Krysta's on her way as well, she asked me to get you to cook her usual, sorry." She rolls back over to the table, her conscience assuaged. " So where were we?"