Of course, scans were just the beginning, Boris wouldn't stop even for a moment. He rushed back and forth, muttered something under his breath, made us undergo tests, took samples. Dr. Stein came to check on us a couple of times and, having witnessed all the frantic activity, went somewhere about his business shining with content.
Taney visited us once. Obviously, he wanted to ask a few questions about the murder. He just silently stood at the entrance for a couple of minutes, then left without uttering a single word, rightfully considering us too busy at the moment. Leonov kept harassing us on and on. Even during lunch his hovering presence was so annoying that the food stuck in our throats.
In the evening, unexpectedly for all crew members who accepted the fate of endless suffering, he declared, “That will be all for today, I believe.”
“Are you absolutely sure?” John asked ironically, putting on his shoes.
To our dismay, Leonov kept silent for moment, quite seriously trying to recall what he could possibly miss.
“Yes, you can go. I'll check the tests.”
“Let's have dinner,” Finn suggested. “I'm exhausted. I wonder how this maniac keeps on his feet, not to mention his eagerness to check the tests.”
“I can hear everything,” Boris' loud voice commented from the next room. “You see, I just love my job. But you wouldn't understand, would you?”
“It was a joke, right?” John asked.
“In his case, you never know. Come on, I'm sick of this place,” Lisa said.
The three of us headed to the mess hall.
The dinner was not very diverse. I already knew that two floors of the base were occupied with farms: one for chicken and eggs, the other for vegetables. They took water from the borehole, but it was not enough, so the waste water was filtered and used for technical needs. Breathable air was created artificially by means of biotechnologies.
I was listlessly picking at the green mass on my plate and listening to Finn, thinking that it would be nice if the local cook, Raheem, was a yoga instructor – this way he would have nothing to do with me or cooking.
“Today I also plan to discuss our place at the base with Trevor, as well as an excursion to the surface to our lander,” the captain was saying.
“We also need to know how and when Cheng's funeral will be arranged,” Lisa said.