Garwa asks the see these berries for herself

"What for?" You reply, suddenly a bit defensive.

"You claim her condition is caused by berries of questionable existence, I simply want to know if they are real, which is easiest to do by seeing them. You have had access to them, which while either of us could get in on a maintenance task, you know where they are." Garwa crossed her arms behind her back. Your eyes flitted around a bit trying to think of a defense.

"Why do you want to see them?" You respond

"I want to see them for myself, maybe I can... identify them."

"We both know you're a 'Generalized Space Station Service Technician'," you recite, "And not a botanist."

"While true, I did study the plants around my home. We are not the only species to have travelled the stars, maybe those berries share a similar home with me."

"Something Something Ogma's Razor, right?"

"Occam's Razor." Garwa pointed corrected you. You had pined her at not having a good reason, and smiled. However, knowing Garwa, if you didn't try to guide this she would just do it on her own.

"Alright, I'll take you by the greenhouse.." you sigh. You swear you could see Garwa smile under her rebreather as you turned to lead her to the greenhouse.

<span style="white-space: normal;">The door slid open and the sound of the humming UV lights gently washed over your ears. Garwa's eyes darted around before you gestured over to a row of small bushes, with a few clusters of yellow berries on each one.</span>

"Here they are. Believe me now?"

"Well, I believe the berries exist now." Garwa replied, leaning in to look at the berries, her hand almost reached for her rebreather, then stopped before standing upright, "Are there notes from your little side project?"

"Yea, but I have no idea where they store those. I'd have to ask Brianna."

"they store them on the tablets, and they store the tablets in that locker, why not take a look?" Garwa pointed.

"How'd you know that?" you peer at her.

"All the greenhouses are the same, and I watched a few researchers bicker over the color of some melons in anither greenhouse while I was exchanging a soil analyzer's motherboard." Garwa informed you as stoically as ever. You sigh and go over to the locker, surprised to find it open, and procured the tablet with Brianna's name on it. You take it back over to Garwa, and she examines it.

"Not even locked, that's an egregious security failure." Garwa stated as she quickly found the notes.

"I think getting on the station in the first place would be the hardest part." you remark.

"No, getting around without using the tram system would be."

"Nah, that's just a lot of walking, humans are really good at that."

"You assume our imaginary interloper is human?"

"Yea, and you're assuming they'd be Selanian." you cross your arms as she sets down the tablet.

"No, Cerothites are much better spies, naturally harder to detect." she makes eye contact with you.

"Alright, well, now you've seen the berries and the notes, do you believe me now?"

"Yes." Garwa says, then turns to leave.

"Thank god." you mutter and exit behind her, taking one last glance at the berry bushes.