Kate glanced up at Tink and nodded with a smile, "Sure." Dropping her bag on a dust-covered kitchen table, she followed after Tink, Salem watching both of them as they left.
	Rolling his shoulders, he looked at Juliano, who was already looking for more to eat, and over at Desmond, who was struggling to get his pants' leg out of a chink in his Power Armor. "Well, the girls are having their private bonding time, so why don't we, too?" He pulled out a chair, flopping down. Stretching out his legs, he let out a little groan as he melded into his newfound seat. 
	"Actually, I need you to check for more fusion cells," Desmond mentioned without looking at him, having finally wrenched his pants from the metal contraption he called an outfit.
	Salem sighed, but nodded, "Okay, on it."