Pit Stop
The long walk earlier from the hanger deck of the massive ship to the communications office had taken more out of her than she wanted to admit, so the last thing the young woman wanted to do was walk around and sightsee on the luxury liner. Even if she'd had the energy and inclination, she'd just be gawked at by strangers surprised to see someone in her condition wearing the uniform of a Colonial Fleet officer.
With those thoughts in mind it was an easy call to wind up at one of the many bars on the ship, one with a view of the central environmental dome and the gardens it contained. It would help pass the time and let her rest until she had to make the trip back to the hanger deck. She might even get something to eat while she was there.
( fancy meeting you here )