It was a long walk from the medbay to the kitchen, Rendyl noted. So it was hardly a small ship she had found herself on, and it made her wonder what sort of activities a ship like this was used for. Patrol wasn't out of the question, nor was exploration. But neither really seemed to fit the bill. It seemed like they were a mish-mash of people from various walks of life. A solider, a doctor, a scientist...all seeming to have stories of their own, and clearly not from any standardized academy or military base as she assumed all starship crews would need to be drawn from.

She jumped slightly at Tony's pokes, but nodded at his question and gave a simple thumbs' up in answer, along with a tentative smile, and turned her head just in time to get her forehead bonked by the swinging door. It didn't hurt, but she recoiled in surprise and blushed again before pushing determinedly into the kitchen by herself. Hoping Tony didn't give off a laugh as she strode forward with a straighter back, trying to look more adult than she felt at that moment.

At the mention of sandwiches though....she broke down and just barely restrained herself from begging. She tapped Tony on the shoulder and signed a short statement, looking back to Luirae and biting her lower lip lightly, eager to see if her request would be possible...