Mel listened with wrapped attention as Tommy recounted his unsettling encounter with the unknown, offering up only the occasional "Holy sh*t!" as it seemed appropriate to respond.
She felt vaguely bad for the poor soul that was lost out there in the void, but could still understand the decision that Tommy had made to G.T.F.O. Especially on the edge worlds, who knew what that could have been?
She was so invested in the story that she didn't even realize that her frantic sips on the glass of whiskey had drained the glass. It was only once Tommy had finished his story that she realized that she had been sipping on nothing but an empty glass for the past several minutes.
