Ma'tanza seemed to look more closely at Tzirret's fur through his explanation, though she had no particular reason for it. She knew of his anxiety by this point, even though she had never seen him acting as badly as he apparently had in the past. Regardless, she did not see the name as being funny exactly, but she also did not think it was too bad. "That makes sense, Ma'tanza supposes. Your fur does look like a cloud."

When Tzirret asked about her own nicknames, however, she looked to the side and rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "Oh, well, um...this one's friends haven't really given her nicknames before...except Bheja. Some people gave her nicknames that weren't too kind, and that she wasn't really supposed to know about. Nicknames about her...appearance. Some names relating to...large fruit. But none of Ma'tanza's friends have ever really called her that...except Bheja."

Meesei was sitting at the back of the boat, and had little else to do during the trip but to listen to what the others were saying. She did not speak up herself, though she did give a light, brief chuckle.