"Heya Deckard! Good seeing you too!" It was easy to get lonely around here, probably because the Haven was so huge, but it never used to bother Garrod that much. Maybe he really missed his newfound family aboard the Freeden more than he realized...

     "I've been all right," he said, which was for the most part, true. He was alive, he had food and a place to sleep. There really wasn't anything on the negative to bring those points down unless someone blew up the pantry or something. "How about you?"