Ilia had just poured a small packet of syrup over her pancakes when she heard the chair across from her being pulled back, scrapping slightly against the tile flooring. Looking up, she was surprised to see a familiar face. One she hadn't seen in a long time at such close quarters.

She gave the older man a smile. "It sure has! Almost feels like it's been months since we last talked." She shook her head. "So much happens every single day. It's almost like time just blurs together...."

The scientist cut her stack of pancakes with her fork, then speared the bite-size slice with the prongs. She twirled it in the syrup on her plate, then spoke contemplatively. "I met you on my first day here, Kratos. It's almost strange to think about." Her eyes dropped to the arm that had been in a cast at the time of their first meeting but she didn't stare. "How have you been?"