Daisy spent a moment watching him walk off. This news is going to devastate everyone. At the very least it might save some lives. Luckily no one did anything stupid yesterday. I suppose we continue in captivity. Maybe that's what the human race was always meant to be like. She shook her head rapidly as if that would dislodge the offending thoughts. We will get out someday. Holding the thought firmly in her head, she headed back to where she'd been working.
A few hours later the trio were headed for their first break of the day. They had been given an hour off at a time that was around and hour before the campwide general lunch. This mean all they could get were the leftovers from breakfast and Daisy did not how to react to that. It was as if the aliens were carefully planning all of this just to make things as horrible as possible for them.
As usual they had to maintain silence as they made their way along the dimly lit hallways heading for the "Mess Hall" as it was called. It was one of the rooms that Daisy actually liked for one single reason. Unlike 90% of the rooms that could be found inside camp, this room actually had proper lighting which meant she could see the entire room. Of course, their "hospitality" only extended that far. The actual food provided was...questionable at best. The smell was barely tolerable and there was no real taste to it. According to what she'd heard, that was definitely not what food was supposed to be like, although never having had anything besides that, there was no way to know if that was true. Maybe all food had always been that way, and everyone liked to think it used to be better.
They arrived to find the room devoid of any life like they'd predicted. They were the only team that had a break at this hour for the quadrant they were a part of. The room was only slightly bigger than the hall which meant that the measly forty tables that were jammed into it would be overflowing, although as horrible as everything else had turned out to be, their change in schedule would mean they could ate in relative comfort.
Daisy made her way to her favorite table to take a seat, almost collapsing into it. Skipping breakfast and a full morning of work were not conducive to having any energy left. Harry slumped into a seat next to her. She put a hand on top of his and gave it a squeeze.
"Everything will be fine, Harry."
"Will it though?" he asked.
"Someone wise once told me that we should never stop looking for the light at the end of the tunnel," Daisy whispered.
That managed to get a small laugh out of Harry.
"He thought he was wise didn't he?" Harry said.
"He was," she replied," Come one. Take your own advice, we'll find something else soon enough."
"Have I ever told you that you are the best?" he said, finally managing a genuine Harry level smile.
"Only a few thousand times," she replied.
"I suppose I'll say it another time," he said," you are the best."
"And food is served," announced Aria, sitting across from them and sliding over two steaming plates," Dig in."
"Thank you,'' said Daisy," turning away from Harry and catching Aria's eyes. Aria gave her the smallest of nods.
"Now let's eat," announced Daisy.