"What's the theory some Earth scientist had? Matter is neither created nor destroyed?" She didn't mention how her mind went to their waste products, but... "The ship operates on some version of finite resources. Everything we've encountered hasn't indicated otherwise. Something controls it, something regulates it, and some portion of it gets turned into the appropriate nutrients to sustain all of us, no matter our particular needs."

She stood up, stepping back over the bench and starting to pace.

"Where is she getting the materials, and what regulates that supply? Before even worrying if it stops -- can we see about making sure it doesn't?"

She paused, looking at the gathered group, then over to Zouichi in particular. "This ship is enormous. We have access to very little of it, for no good reason aside from protocols left in place from the Warden or the Daligig that put her in place. Stacy can get us in to the things we should know more about to survive, thrive, and then do whatever it is we need to do for this whole damn prophetic war in the first place."

The anger that was rising didn't entirely fit the cause, and it wasn't entirely caused by anything directly involved in this situation. Sakura went back to pacing, unable to hold still right then.