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Scout looked over Seeta’s shoulder at the room around her and hoped that the apartment, like Liam’s ship, had extra features hidden behind the walls. Otherwise she didn’t know how anyone could live in a room with a door on one end and a tiny sink built into the wall opposite. It was completely dominated by the table built into the floor. A portable cooker was set up on the end of the table closest to the sink, a large wok-like pan set on the dark red ring, little jets of steam escaping from under the lid. A round, white pot with a locked-down lid was sitting next to it. Plates and forks were stacked in the middle of the table, four of each.
Seeta let Scout go, bustling to the far end of the table to check on the food. Emilie nudged Scout further into the room and then closed the door
