The short walk between Uriel's room and the ship's cafeteria could only be described as a walk of shame. All the crew members who saw him either deviated their gazes from him or scoffed behind his back, but as soon as Uriel walked past them their stares became so intense he could accurately pinpoint their locations thanks to his mystical sense.
"People are acting really weird today." Uriel muttered after taking a seat in front of the bar.
"Huh? I think I heard something, there must be an air current somewhere. Can you check if there's any breaches in the hull?" Nika pretended she didn't hear Uriel.
"That's impossible, I asked our engineers to perform a check first time in the morning." Medusa replied, stippling her fingers on a coffee mug.
"Hey, I'm right here. What is going on today?"
