"Selphie." Cor nods as he commits that name to memory. She's certainly helpful, even if she's just a touch too cheerful for his immediate comfort. Despite the frown at her sunny demeanor, though, he does accept the offered nuts with an open hand and brief, quietly murmured thanks.
He mulls over her offer, figuring out what questions he (thinks and) feels might be okay to ask a stranger. "...is it common for folks to come here from another star--I mean, world?"
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He mulls over her offer, figuring out what questions he (thinks and) feels might be okay to ask a stranger. "...is it common for folks to come here from another star--I mean, world?"