I saw more than a few empty pods. [But looking up the corridor of lockers, Fortescue can tell that there's more general activity than the last month. Even as numb and out of it as she suddenly feels.] But I suppose that's just... something to get used to.

[Stark's pod had been empty. That shouldn't sting as much as it does, but she'd grown very comfortable with their complimentary senses of humor. The easy banter had made her first months on the ship less uncomfortable and strange, and they'd seen eye to eye on more than a few subjects. Now he's... well, hopefully he's back home. That's good, isn't it?]

Still, an empty pod is better than not waking up at all.

[Because that had just been plain old weird.]