Slipstream is seated on her recharge berth within her small cubicle of a sleeping area. In her hand is a data pad, which is studiously looking at as a single finger moves over the device. The barracks door opens, and in walks..or more stomps...a very annoyed looking Shadowstar. She doesn't even greet Slippy as she heads over to her own berth and just clanks into it, setting up her recharge cycle. Slipstream looks over at Shadowstar with a vague frown upon her lips. "I was still getting over the whole situation, so excuse me for being sensitive."