"I don't think that's it," Delta answers, taking the iced tea and sipping at it. Not his favorite, but he'll drink what's put in front of him. "He was... really social. The second he had dealt with Smithson he was smiling at me and starting a conversation. I..."

He sighs and shakes his head. "I may have implied that the helmet repair was expensive and that I couldn't afford a replacement. I bet that's the only reason he paid. Pity."

That disgusts Delta and he shakes his head, looking away from Omega. "Which makes sense, of course. The only reason a sociable, attractive guy would talk to me is because of pity. Even with an eye lost he was still slumming it to pay attention to me. Probably didn't bring anything to read and thought he was going to be bored."