Dairine was herded back into her room for dinner. It looked delicious - chicken pot pie, corn on the cob, green beans...and she did need to eat, seeing as her lunch had been promptly forgotten upon sighting Qui-Gon. No Jedi were around to distract her now, so she could eat.
She hadn't realized exactly how ravenous she was until she had shoveled half of the chicken and pastry into her mouth in the span of about a minute. Remembering to chew was a good thing. It had been a while since she'd been this hungry - the period immediately following her Ordeal stood out the most. With nothing to survive on but bologna sandwiches on a far-off planet in an even more distant galaxy, the return of soda and vegetables and foods other than bologna sandwiches had been more than welcome. She hadn't even been able to look at lunch meat for months afterwards.
Dairine wondered if she'd finally meet her roommate. She'd seen her before, but they'd never had the chance to talk properly - mostly since Dair had crashed immediately after the previous night's dinner.
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She hadn't realized exactly how ravenous she was until she had shoveled half of the chicken and pastry into her mouth in the span of about a minute. Remembering to chew was a good thing. It had been a while since she'd been this hungry - the period immediately following her Ordeal stood out the most. With nothing to survive on but bologna sandwiches on a far-off planet in an even more distant galaxy, the return of soda and vegetables and foods other than bologna sandwiches had been more than welcome. She hadn't even been able to look at lunch meat for months afterwards.
Dairine wondered if she'd finally meet her roommate. She'd seen her before, but they'd never had the chance to talk properly - mostly since Dair had crashed immediately after the previous night's dinner.