Prompt: Routine maintenance
Tonomura stared at the hallway's other occupant. "Commander," he said.
Fllaga shifted his load carefully on his shoulder. "Hey," he said. "I was starting to think I was the only one awake and off-duty here at this hour."
"But--what are you doing?"
"Routine maintenance," Fllaga said. He didn't exactly have a perfectly straight face, but he was grinning like always, like there was nothing out of the ordinary here. "I know how you can help, too."
"That's right. Go check the rest of the reports she was running through," he said, "and then grab some rest."
Tonomura turned to go, then he stopped. "Commander, I think I should ask..."
"If she was that focused, how did you get her to fall--"
"I gave her a backrub," Fllaga said cheerfully.
"Oh." Tonomura blinked once, then turned away down the hall.
Mwu absently ran a hand through Murrue's hair and settled her sleeping form more comfortably on his shoulder. Then he set off once more.