She listened to him talk about the sport, intrigued by the history behind the game and its military origins. “I think, when i first saw it, I very much would have liked to try it. But i was never very good at competitive events like that. When i start to think of something as a competition against anyone other then myself, i get entirely too nervous and start making foolish mistakes.” she blushed a little at the admission, but found it was nice to speak candidly to someone without them judging her based on her societal ranking. She was far too used to having the expectation of perfection thrust upon her.<br/><br/>“Easy money is always the best kind. I learned that while helping a friend in college find scholarships.” she chuckled. “If you know where to look, you can nickel and dime your way through on a couple dozen small ones. I think my favorite was one where you just had to take a video of yourself doing something left handed, to prove you were, and you got enough to pay for two or three books each semester.” she smiled. “Ah so that's why you’re running a skeleton crew this run.” she nodded, remembering what he’d mentioned when he’d first given her his XO’s quarters for her stay.