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The absence of spacesuit does not guarantee the absence of travel.
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Arithnu sends "I'll head right there once my food is ready."

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Griffith is not familiar with texting norms and thus does not reply to this.

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Arithnu approaches the outside of Griffie's enclosure, a chair moving by itself on wheels to follow him. He is holding a lightweight bowl with visible steam filled mostly with what could be called 'cooked greens' if they weren't black, and occasionally using a fork, itself made out of a substance with an unusual resemblance to the bowl, to grab a small piece of greyish meat or a cube of some starchy vegetable, sometimes disrupting the colorful lines of sauces across the top in the process.

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Griffie waves and waits for Arithnu to get closer to the quarantine enclosure.

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