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Luke made his way down to Quarantine.  It had been some time since Steve had been put into his containment bubble, and he knew the teen was getting a serious case of cabin fever.  Luke knew the feeling real well--how many times had they been called to their starfighters, only to sit for hours on end waiting?  How long had he spent in hyperspace between crises, not knowing what to expect when coming out the other side and having nothing to do in the meantime?  In a spacefaring society with faster-than-light travel, cabin fever was something that was well-known.

He would have knocked on the door coming in to Quarantine to announce his presence, but since Stacy wasn't made of wood, that option was taken away from him.  So he settled for clearing his throat loudly to get Steve's attention.