[Fatima loves little shops like this. She feels so at home. From the smell of the chemicals to the way that her boots have of clacking on the floors.

She still can't shake the feeling that there's something odd about her shopping companion, but since she's not picking up anything on her Cainite radar, she's just going to chalk it up to multiversal cultural differences for the time being.]

I think the first priority has to be food. The medical bay is pretty stocked and while I'm a fan of herbal remedies, keeping someone from starving is probably more important than getting rid of a rash.