On paper and in practice, Callie is suspended. Expected to stay at home without pay.

Tam Fawley hadn't said anything when she had shown up right on time as usual, though.

So, technically, Callie was not getting paid for this. The idea of sitting at home on her ass was absolutely miserable. It would be torture. She couldn't do it.

So here she was with Orion Lykos.

She only spared a quick glance at her partner's pumpkin at the question before spinning her own around.

It was crude, yes, but she had made a doodle of Clover on the front.

"I like cute ones the best." While her expression was flat, there was the smallest of upturn to her lips.

"I was going to leave it here." That way the whole station could see her carving.

A small nod at Orion Lykos's idea. The pumpkaboo would also be cute. Like, super cute. She was glad Orion had good taste.

While usually Callie would be content to sit in silence, she did like Orion. She was not the best with many social interactions. When she was younger, before the war, anxiety had tore her up. Then after, she was too battered and tired to bother.

Orion is nice. She'll bother for him.

"If we save the seeds, I know how to cook them for a snack."