She nods, reaching for the fruit platter again and taking a piece of mango.

"I've never tried a lot of these fruits," she tells him. "They're good." Even before the storm that changed its climate, Sondermane was never tropical. The novelty is nice sometimes, though she misses her frigid ocean home, lonely as it was. Open sea to swim in, as opposed to the confines of this ship that wasn't built with people like her in mind.