Tarn can't help the sigh of relief that escapes his vents as the shower turns back on. The DJD have never had to worry so much about shortages. Yes, he tries not to be wasteful, but he never found himself in dire need of supplies for himself and his team. Inventory schedules kept them well stocked before they got to any sort of hardship.

"Yes, it seems that he is quite used to living with supplies in paucity. To be honest, it makes him a valuable asset; worth turning a blind eye to his various idiosyncrasies."

Despite Sixshot's obviously careful motions, the chord still jerks inside of his port. Tarn gasps softly; not pain, but from the sort of strange feeling when a bit of transfluid begins to leak from his stretched opening as the knot begins to subside ever so slightly.