Human After All

Archive Log: 18

"Are you an android?" Perhaps not the words Alma was first expecting when placing a cup of water into the shaking hands of one Rafe Millburn. The brunette looked up at her and squinted his eyes before unsteadily reaching to the side and slipping his glasses on. He blinked slowly and looked her up and down, Alma crossed her arms and looked unhappily down at him.

"No."

"So, you're..."

"Human? Yes, I'm very much human." She said while turning around in the kitchen. He was one of the first to come shambling in here, literally. He looked like some sort of extra from a bad zombie movie. Just minus the moaning and groaning, though he did keep doing a lot of sighing.

Alma stepped back, he didn't look too good, and she did half fear he was about to either pass out or be sick; either were situations which she didn't want to cope with, and would have to call for David. He was still with the others making sure that they were all coming around okay, by sounds of it a little worse for wear but all were fine. By the gentle coaxing words directed to Elizabeth Shaw, Alma couldn't help but be a little content knowing that she wasn't the lone one who upon waking was immediately sick.

Not that that gave them anything to bond over, because that would be disgusting and weird. She also couldn't help but smile at the gentle words being spoken, she was pleased to see that David had the capacity to be polite; not that she was calling him rude, but with new people he wasn't usually always the best.

"So, you look quite with it."

Alma frowned and looked at Rafe again. "Sorry?"

He laughed and pointed a finger at himself. "In comparison, you look good." She raised an eyebrow, he just smirked and drunk some of his water. Still half comatose from hyper sleep and here he was trying to flirt with her? Alma despaired a little, but couldn't help but chuckle. He gave a good effort, bless.

Alma sighed and raked a hand through her hair. Looking down at her boots and then back up at Rafe, she shook her head. "I've been awake for a while."

He paused in drinking. "How long is a while?"

"Two months."

He had started drinking when she contemplated on her answer, and now he choked. Alma moved quickly forwards and patted him roughly on the back. He spluttered and coughed some more before stopping and looking over his glasses at her. "W-what?"

"Two months. You asked, I answered."

"Why?"

"I almost died in hypersleep."

"So, it's just been you and..."

"David." Alma said as Rafe seemed to trail off already forgetting the poor blonde's name. She shook her head, well that wasn't very good now, was it?

"For two months?" Rafe asked with a raised eyebrow and looked quickly to the door when the others started to slowly file in. They all seemed a bit bleary eyed, dressed in the usual uniform which was onboard and looked around the large kitchen space with wide eyes.

"Yes."

"That must've been...cosy..." Rafe said while turning and putting the cup on the counter behind him. Alma frowned, "Well, he's just..."

"Just?" Alma implored with a frown still on her face. Rafe didn't answer as such, he just waved his hands with a disgruntled expression on his face as he watched as David moved into the room. He sent the pair a perplexed look which transformed into a frown of his own; he didn't exactly like being frowned at by a half awake human. "You think of a suitable answer, and I'm going elsewhere." Alma smiled and pointed away from herself. She did so and shuffled off awkwardly and grabbed an apple from the bowl at the end of the food counter, where by now most were huddled to eat their first meal since waking. It was still utterly gross looking, and most didn't look too fond of it, but it got plated up anyway.