It wasn’t everyday that Marcus had a reason to head over into the life labs. Normally he stuck to the long stay portion of the infirmary playing at nurse, a role he was just starting to be seen as ‘somewhat competent’ with. Yet he’d been told go to the labs, file some requests for runic bandages on behalf of the moon lounge. Problem was that every life tech told him that no, they didn’t deal with that, try the next room.
Life, always helpful.

So it was that as Marcus opened up yet another room he expected the same thing, a glare, a no, and being told go to the next room over. Seeing a grand, ornate thing made of what looked like gingerbread? That was new. Very new. It was even more odd given that it didn’t have runes on it and it wasn’t glowing. If this was what life spent their free time doing- he’d admit it. He was impressed. There were certainly gingerbread houses, then there was… the thing he was seeing. God teir. “Hello?” He didn’t see anyone right out, but-

If no one was around he was going to grab a gumdrop and go.