For someone who had spent both lives in poverty, Jethro had surprisingly never learned how to manage money— especially not around food, and especially not when faced with so many options at a buffet.
The abundance felt almost alien; he eyed the spread, torn between curiosity and frugality. After a moment's hesitance, he exploded into action.
Jethro selected three ration bars, some grilled bird and actual-looking synth-vegetables to spice up the meal. There was sauce and omelet and so he added that too, before topping it all off with a box of sparkfruit juice. Once he got to the payment pad, his paycard flashed and the reader displayed the total: 15.00 Cr.
Jethro frowned. He hadn't expected the food to cost that much, but there was no backing out now. With the payment done, he stuffed his paycard away, reminding himself he had to ration his credits if he wanted a shot at visiting a mechshop to buy stuff for Scorch's evolution.
