THE NETWORK

[She's been thinking about a past conversation she's had before coming here, about promises made before waking up from stasis, and...well...

The video feed shows her sitting in her bedroom, wearing all black with the Royal Guard insignia pinned to her chest, and while ordinarily she'd make herself look prim and proper for a video conference it's kind of hard to do so living in a hovel and not in a Castle-ship. Still, she's trying.]

Upon first waking and learning of the Storm, I had been told that my friends are being held in quarantine, and that continues to remain true for now even as we make do on Olympia. I cannot be the only person here who has animal companions and wishes to reunite with them in the near future.

If anyone here has been reunited with their animal friends, my ears are open as to how you got them back. I... [she hesitates, and then rephrases whatever it is she was going to say.] There are not many living things from my homeworld left, even in the universe where I am from. The space mice had been a great comfort, especially in unfamiliar territory such as this.

[She begins to undo her hair from its updo and...it's a lot of hair for a bun that was so neat and orderly.]

I also wish to inform those I know that I am currently assisting the Royal Guard in the Noble District. It is strange interacting with the nobility here when your own title holds no weight.