Popukar is sleeping soundly on a bench meant for sunbathing, curled up in a ball.
Orchid looks at the busy operators nearby, then down at Popukar's dusty and oily clothes, giving her a rough guess as to what she was doing earlier.
Orchid sighs lightly, and tucks Popukar's messy hair behind an ear.
Orchid sits next to Popukar, planning to wake her up in a bit. After all, sleeping on an empty stomach will do her no good.
A few minutes later, Catapult comes in with a cart loaded with lunch boxes, and Orchid waves her over. Together they hand out the packed meals to the busy operators in the area.
The sky darkens, but the lights of the base keep the place as bright as daytime. Supplies shuttle back and forth as the busy operators continue to move unabated.