As the doors opened, a cascade of enticing odours smacked into them, and Henry was instantly brought back to a time when he could eat whatever he wanted at any time he liked.
But the memory didn't last, as he snapped back to reality. Dr. Levington was already marching into the dining area, walking toward an empty table.
Henry and Jhonny followed her, looking around, and it was easy to understand the difference in standings between them and these lab-coat-wearing folk.
Most of them sat alone, and a few groups enjoyed each other's company, but none of them had to lift a finger to get food. A plethora of autonomous bots were driving around the dining area, platters on top of them, while a different version of the lab's AI took their orders.
Henry could see such a variety of foods that he wondered how they even got all this aboard the lab without regular resupplying. From the reports, he had assumed the entire lab ran on rations and protein bars.
