Chapter 70: Change Of Scenery

She has a room. With a useable door and a steamclean station to stand in and let fragrant mist cleanse her body of the stink of below. And fresh clothes, more denim and a thin t-shirt with a jacket to match. Didi tucks her filthy rags, what's left of her gifted wear from Elian, into the trash slot, acutely please to know they will be sliding down to the very pod she just unblocked and the remains will be composted to feed the crew.

Feels fitting they can eat her dirt.

Mintz said little when he pushed her-gently this time-through an open hatch just a short walk from the lift and the captain's quarters. "Clean yourself up." Well, that's hardly an order considering she was about to itch her own skin from her bones the instant she knew she had the chance to wash the grime of the mech room and other horrible locations from herself at last.