"I watch a lot of science-fiction," she replies, eager to talk about something other than the heavy implications of having to start over in the Nexus. "Horror, not so much. I get scared too easily. But I'm friends with a guy who's a big fan." She blinks when he questions her seriousness. He read the pamphlet, didn't he? "Yeah, um... sometimes you'll meet people who are only fictional in your world."

She almost asks him who he'd like to meet if he got the chance, but that's probably too personal to ask of someone she just met. "It hasn't really happened to me because most of the pop icons around here are from Earth media..."

Manipulative or not, she relaxes her shoulders when he accepts her help. All that blood is still making her anxious, even if otherwise he seems okay. "Great, I'll only be a minute."

She stands up and dusts off her pants, then pauses when he once again offers to get her something. Refusing a second time feels rude to her, so she smiles shyly and says, "You know those little individual pies? The ones that are full of preservatives so they can sit on a shelf forever? I'll take cherry if they have it." Those things never cost more than a dollar, anyway, and now that the idea is in her head, she finds herself craving one. "I'll meet you back here."