frankenstein complex ⇢ q.k | ✔

twenty-five

Mess wasn't as awkward as you had been expecting. Sure, the crew had some questions, especially when you took your first bite of food, but they were all pretty tame, and seemed to come from genuine curiosity, not suspicion.

"What else needs to be done before the slipdrive can be reactivated, Captain?" Ten asked between bites of food.

"Xiao, how long will your tests take?" Kun turned to the doctor.

"Should all be done by tomorrow," Dejun answered.

"Liu, anything else pertinent that we need to take care of before arriving on Earth?"

The roboticist let out a puff of air as he looked up at the ceiling, thinking. After a moment, he brought his eyes back down and shook his head. "Nah, all clear here."

"Pending the results of the tests that Xiao is running, we'll be turning the slipdrive back to propulsion soon."

That got them excited again, one step closer to shore leave, the crisis of the evening almost completely pushed from the crew's mind. Almost.

"Hey, Y/N," Kunhang got your attention, mischievous grin on his face. "Xiao said something about how you've got super-healing. You up for a drinking contest on Earth?"

"You've watched way too many old superhero movies, Wong," Dejun scoffed. "You think she's going to have a superhuman metabolism and not be affected by alcohol, right?"

Ten, meanwhile, was laughing. "She's probably never had a drink! She's going to be a lightweight!"

And of course that set them all (including the Professor and Yangyang) off into a debate about, theoretically, based off what they did know about your physiology, whether or not you'd process alcohol like an average human or not. You looked over to Kun with amusement, and found his eyes already on you. Quirking an eyebrow up at him inquisitively, you didn't receive a verbal reply, but instead he reached over to briefly squeeze your arm before dropping his hand back down to his lap.