Five minutes later, Ash walked into the galley. Kella glanced at him in surprise. He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at her. She rolled her eyes at him and turned back to what she was doing.
Ash sniffed the air. “That smells… interesting,” he said, peering over her shoulder. “Is that even edible?”
“Yes,” Kella replied, turning and holding out the gray glob in a small tray.
Ash hesitantly took it from her and lifted it to his nose. “When did it expire? Last century?” he asked in a wary tone.
Kella turned and leaned back against the counter. “If you don’t want to eat it, go hungry. It was cheap and nutritious,” she remarked, folding her arms.
“You mean that you actually paid someone for this?” he asked in disbelief.
Kella dropped her hands and reached for the tray. Ash jumped back sev
