[quote=@PrinceAlexus] [b][h2]Reenneesuash (Ren to humans) daughter of veanamdarr[/h2][/b] Ren did notice the priestess enter, her head turning to see the older woman's approach, scarred and much more like the one of her kin people expected. However Ren had valued her help in the hydro labs, it was too much work to get things running from scratch for one alone in reasonable time, knew at least the basics of lab work and knew enough that Ren rarely had to explain anything twice. She just got on with it and had found comfort in the others' companionship, it helped fill the silence, when alone Ren had taken to distracting herself with music or other things played through the consoles. “Hello Vitiafa, greetings. I already checked the seedlings, I got up early and . Yeah.” She took a more respectful tone to the elder of her kin than the Doctor though and her thoughts dropped off a cliff glad for the distraction and cut to talk of a gym. “Il take a look..” Her words said with a small yawn and thanked them, eating some of her meal with a small smile and enjoying the spicy kick. “Somthing different would be … nice.” [/quote] "Ah. Thank you for volunteering, Reenneesuash," Vitiafa turned her head to look towards the fellow kiellar as the scientist ate her chili. It was part polite gesture, part lingering impulse as a half-dead eye blindly looked towards the voice over her shoulder. A well-practiced closed-mouth smile tugged at the corners of the woman's mouth, and she took a soft tone as she continued speaking. "As important as the work is, do be sure to take some time for yourself. We keep us all fed and we keep help keep the air clean. It is the foundation of everything here, and it cannot crack from strain." She turned her attention back to the Dhasath with a wave to Ren, but the hint of a smile faded as Velia spoke. [quote=@Dyelli Beybi] "Slightly different liquid," Velia smiled a little uncertainly, seemingly not sure if she should be embarrassed or boastful about her early 'morning' alcohol consumption. She took a restrained sip, "I suspect I'm doing better than most," she gave a sigh before deciding to confess, "Most of my close family, my parents, my siblings, managed to evacuate and are now in cryogenic sleep, waiting for us to find somewhere to defrost them. It's not pure chance - they knew where I was and were aware that I had access to an escape route. I didn't lose everything. I imagine the best portion of this ad-hoc crew did. I have a responsibility, but I am Blessed to be in this position and it means my feet are, metaphorically speaking, on firm ground, not on shifting sand. It will help me weather the storms this voyage will throw at us." "So more importantly, how, are you doing?" she asked, flipping the question around, genuine concern in her dark, dhasath, eyes. [/quote] "We shall see this voyage through, child. With the Maker's favor, they shall see you again." Vitiafa evenly replied. She sighed, though. But her gaze didn't waver as she shifted in the hard chair. She sat silently for a moment, pondering the Dhasath in front of her. She wore a symbol of the Maker, that far-flung God from Doona'tay, and her mind went back to the bust on the station. This other God was no stranger to travel either. "Our ancestors made many exoduses too. This is hardly the first for either our peoples." She continued after a quiet sip of her tea. "From Andromeda, to Sol, to Eden, and now, it seems, back to Sol. We'll honor them and the dead, by seeing this through and building a new life. We both pray for that, but we both have obligations. We will remain sturdy, for the others."