<div style="text-align: justify;">Mariya could imagine that her friend's ethnicity had caused him to be treated poorly. Of course, that was in hindsight. As a child, Mariya saw him as just any other person and didn't even think about the fact that he was not like her. It mattered very little to the girl. It didn't matter at all to the woman, either. For her, Vitali was a friend, and you don't judge your friends by anything other than their personalities.<br/><br/>Smiling at Vitali, Mariya shook her head. "I'm sorry, my mind is probably still tired. I did come into here by train, but into the country by a passenger ship. It was a longer trip, but it was the one I could afford more easily", she explained. And of course, there was a lot more involved in flying than money. It took a lot more time and many more permits to fly than it took to ride a ship, though Mariya wasn't really sure why.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Viti. You might not even be feeling, but I do. As for the room, I need the bare necessities, and nothing more. A bed, a place to set my clothes in, and that the bathroom is kept clean. I am a woman of simple needs", she replied honestly. It wasn't as though she had been living a life of wealth at any point, so the bare necessities were all Mariya needed to be content.<br/><br/>She didn't pass any judgment on her friend, though, regarding how fast he ate, as she had eaten just as fast, being really hungry. All she did was chuckle a little and mutter a playful "barbarian" at Vitali. Taking a satisfied deep breath, Mariya leaned a little on her chair, watching Vitali for a moment. "I feel I am becoming repetitive. Still, it's so good to see you again, and feel like... things haven't changed between us". Her light blue eyes looked for his. "They haven't, right?", she completed.</div>