The Becoming Of A Crayterian

[Doreen]

It was obvious that Benjen was nervous. When Kara bent over to him, he quietly answered, "Benjen." He did, however, give her the courtesy of looking at her. Doreen was proud of her son as she taught him to give people the courtesy of making eye contact with those who addressed him. Doreen shook Kara's hand, "Doreen. It's an honor to meet you.........and thank you for what you are doing."

"Mommy, I'm hungry," he said quietly to his Mother. She just held his head against her softly and looked up to Kara, "I would at least like to feed him."
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She felt the ship break from it's moorings. The journey to Coronado was beginning. She joined the ship staff in a meal. Benjen was hungry as he hadn't eaten since Houston. A burger, fries and a soft drink put a smile on his face and took away some of his nervousness. He made some small talk with the crew but still didn't dare ask any direct questions. Sidearms didn't bother him after all, Mom often had one and he knew how dangerous they could be in the wrong hands so he respected. It also made Doreen herself lighten up. Still, they were both tired.

"If you all don't mind, I would like to get us both some rest," she asked of her hosts. She was sitting next to him and gave him a smile before turning to the crew, "He will probably sleep until we arrive. I however will probably be up somewhere half way. If anyone wants to chat, we can."

With that, her and Benjen retired to their quarters. Within minutes, they were both asleep. She didn't have time to change as she was sitting on her bed talking with Ben. She fell over asleep and right in front of her was Ben. She didn't have a chance to secure the door.

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