Looking up at the captain with a start, Talia was caught off guard by how easily he fell right in with her little joke. But the laughter around the table was to infectious to resist and she found herself giggling Softly. Carefully folding her napkin, she offered it to the man now covered in wine with a smile on her face before returning to her quiet self and resuming eating.<br/><br/>Although part of her still felt wrong for enjoying herself, she knew that was simply a manifestation of survivor's guilt. Logically she knew it was a feeling that she would overcome with time, but logic when applied to emotions was rarely ever factual. Still, it was helpful to be around people who simply knew how to relax. And as much as she had protested earlier she was definitely coming to realize that this dinner, and being around these people was far more helpful then throwing herself into her work and trying to make something of the mess she's been thrown into.