Brian never would have guessed that a day would come when he’d be leaning on Mr. Yi for support instead of the other way around, but that scene in the galley had left him woozy. He wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to use that butcher knife again.

Meal prep would be crazy slow if all he had was the paring knife and that serrated thing he used for bread, though. But it wasn’t like he could make a new one. Even if the 3-D printer could be made to do it, he couldn’t see the others agreeing to make a new one when the one Tori had used was still perfectly good. Or would be once it was cleaned and sterilized.

If only it didn’t make him queasy when he even thought of it.

He stumbled.

“You ok?” Mr. Yi asked.

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