[Jaime can't say that he didn't spend time grieving or that he's not still grieving, in fact, but it's easier to pull himself together when there's something tangible he can do. This applies even if it's something as small as swinging by the moonbase's admittedly limited cafeteria and loading up on something that can at least pass for a meal by his own standards.
He shifts the tray over to one hand when he arrives at Freddy's door and knocks twice, calling out,] Hey, it's Jaime!
[He doesn't bother waiting for an answer before he goes ahead and lets himself in, nudging the door shut behind him with the heel of his foot.]
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He shifts the tray over to one hand when he arrives at Freddy's door and knocks twice, calling out,] Hey, it's Jaime!
[He doesn't bother waiting for an answer before he goes ahead and lets himself in, nudging the door shut behind him with the heel of his foot.]