[ perhaps it's morbid, but it earns him a lop-sided grin, one corner of her mouth curling up in amusement. ]

Maybe their ghost wouldn't look so bad. Memory of being whole of some shit like that.

[ something in his inflection reminds her of pree. talking about drinks reminds her of pree, too. he'd better be save up there in his stasis pod, she thinks, tipping her head up to look st the stars for a moment. ]

Tell you what, we find a gentleman, he's all yours. I'll take the rough ones.

[ her expression tips from amusement into something a bit softer. ] A good hokk would go a long way right now, but I'd settle for some algae brew, too.