Who: Lisa and Matt When: 3PM Where: Eurycleia's cafe
Nothing like a brightly colored place to contrast with Matt's thoughts after that dreadful meeting with the Captain. Basically, nobody knew anything and everybody was either hoping for the best, or deeming themselves doomed. Fantastic.
Matt himself did not know what to think, if he was honest. As he sat on one of the tables, he scratched his forehead and took a deep breath. What a fucking stupid trip. If he'd wanted to be depressed, he'd have volunteered to take care of the vets back home. The notion of none of them knowing exactly where they were and the people responsible taking a let's all be hopeful and pray for the best outcome type of stand, just pissed him off.
A coffee seemed like a very bad idea right now, so Matt ordered some tea and a muffin instead. Chamomile tea, it was supposed to calm him down. And the muffin was supposed to improve his mood. Hopefully it would work, otherwise they'd better have a boxing bag somewhere in the gym.
"Thanks" He told the waiter who'd come back with his order. Then, he sighed again.