She was surprised by how she acted, since not even an hour ago she was ready to rip her guts open by herself. She follows her, evading all eye contact with the people onboard the station. For a moment, she had forgotten she probably was nothing but a bounty for all of these people, or maybe even worse, simply an outsider that deserves to be gutted, that she was a sheep in the middle of the wolf pack. But no, though they all look paranoid, they were all normal people and she couldn't detect a bloodlust in their eyes, the one she had so often heard about when she flied for the Unioners. After an awkward silence, she replies. ''Thank you for your generous offer. I'll indeed lightly eat before going to bed. And... I'm sorry for your loss. Correct me if I'm wrong, but from what I read, isn't Denver supposed to be a peaceful vacation resort? And I perfectly understand if you don't wish to talk about it, we've been through lots of emotions today.''
Friendship and compassion were indeed weird feelings, ones that she hadn't lived for years.
