[This remark encourages a gentle smile to touch her lips.]

No, it is not weird at all. I agree.

[Floating along her stream of nostalgia sweetens her mental state. Unhappy events followed that journey through space, but her memory traces the vast shape of her excitement to touch down upon the beautiful planet she often dreamed of. She spent her trip in Slaine's company often as she prepared for her goodwill visit, immersing herself in hours of conversation revolving around Earth. Her company remains with her even now, and that is a comfort she shouldn't take for granted.]

The station resembles a landing castle in many ways, doesn't it? It feels as though we are just hovering, waiting. I believe in the Natha's ability to find a way to handle the situation, but...

[Her mind runs off the sentence. She doesn't know how to finish it. She takes a sip of her orange juice and starts a new one.]

Well, we need to exercise patience. It must not be easy, even for being so supreme as they are. All we can do as refugees is prepare for our return.