[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00ccff]Nora Kingston[/color] & [color=#9370DB]Gene Benaszewski[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/pTtvYpQV/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] The Ferry - the Second Deck (Dining Area)
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A
[hr][/center]	Nora felt relieved to see that her tardiness had not been taken as a slight against Lady Munn. With all of the problems and chaos they were facing, the last thing they needed was to have a spat brewing over decorum. Of course, a bit of pettiness or perhaps anger that she could not yet process fully prevented her from even imagining smoothing things over with that irritating woman from before - [i]Mosi.[/i] She understood Lady Munn's veiled explanation of the events that were transpiring - they would appear immensely illogical and impossible if not merely improbable to an outsider. 

	But Gene just raised an eyebrow at the mention of puzzles and ancient religions. [color=#9370DB]"Say what you mean,"[/color] Gene told Lady Munn simply, folding the wrapper of her sweet into various different shapes. First a square, then a rhombus, then some odd thing with triangles - creased and uncreased as she continued to just fiddle with it. She doubted that Lady Munn was telling her the entire truth - puzzles didn't cause educated people to turn to [i]hokkum[/i] like that. And while others may not, Gene kept an open mind. She had seen a lot and doubted that anything Lady Munn said would truly shock her to her core. 

	Gene then gave Josephine a bit of a friendly wave as she sat down and Nora gave Jo a bit of a kind smile. Although any friendship between them on the outside would appear unlikely, Josephine had imparted a bit of wisdom that Nora was thankful for. She had to give the woman credit where credit was due. She was welcome company and Nora enjoyed having female friends - it was a nice feeling. She did not mind isolation and solitude, but that did not mean that she was opposed to spending time with others - especially those who had put in the effort to get to know her and allowed her a space in which she could speak her mind. 

	[color=#9370DB]"Which one are you again?"[/color] Gene then asked Reddish, looking at him. She couldn't recall having been introduced to him and Nora had given Reddish a bit of a polite smile. He was British military and she imagined had been sent down by Lord Major - though she found it odd that the man himself and Lauren were both not present. Her eyes widened slightly as she realized that they must not have informed them of their intentions to eat on the second deck as opposed to the elite deck. As Mosi sat down, Nora ignored her on principle. She didn't care to have any sort of interaction with her - not after her callous treatment of dear Neema.