[She accepts it with both hands, lightly blowing the steam off the top. It definitely smells like home. Some things never chance, and Human food seems to be one of them.]

I'd like to discuss our imprisonment - or, I suppose, the rehabilitation you talked about earlier this week. There was quite a bit going on while you were talking about it.

[Like Abel getting fried, and the revelation that they were in space which is still throwing her for a loop.]