Brainiac 5's mood had been steadily dropping since lunch and his encounter with Claire had hardly improved matters any there. It hardly seemed to be soon enough that the intercom sounded again and he was escorted back towards the room he shared with Peter.
That, at last, was one encounter he could look forward to. While he didn't imagine Peter would be entirely pleased when he learned of the tests Brainiac 5 and the Doctor had conducted the night before, he couldn't argue that Brainiac 5 had stuck to his agreement not to do anything on his own. And he hoped that the results would be more of a distraction to Peter.
...especially if Brainiac 5 was careful not to mention the parts that could be potentially... discouraging.
In some ways the silence of the soldiers was more preferable to the Coluan, as it allowed him to consider what topics he should reveal and avoid before they reached the door to his room and he was directed inside.
Dinner was the same substance that lunch had been, and he frowned at it in distaste. He was starting to miss how little energy his Coluan body had needed, or at least how he had the ability to neutralise his taste sensors at will. But since he'd only picked at the meal - if it could be called that - over lunch, he should at least attempt to eat more now.
Unfortunately, he felt that the key word there would be 'attempt'.
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That, at last, was one encounter he could look forward to. While he didn't imagine Peter would be entirely pleased when he learned of the tests Brainiac 5 and the Doctor had conducted the night before, he couldn't argue that Brainiac 5 had stuck to his agreement not to do anything on his own. And he hoped that the results would be more of a distraction to Peter.
...especially if Brainiac 5 was careful not to mention the parts that could be potentially... discouraging.
In some ways the silence of the soldiers was more preferable to the Coluan, as it allowed him to consider what topics he should reveal and avoid before they reached the door to his room and he was directed inside.
Dinner was the same substance that lunch had been, and he frowned at it in distaste. He was starting to miss how little energy his Coluan body had needed, or at least how he had the ability to neutralise his taste sensors at will. But since he'd only picked at the meal - if it could be called that - over lunch, he should at least attempt to eat more now.
Unfortunately, he felt that the key word there would be 'attempt'.