"Reyhan is... Reyhan is thoroughly impressed."  The woman meandered through the room and hovered around over the assorted flora to sniff some there before floating off to stand by the desk and skim over the topmost sheets.  In an idle way, the woman drummed a set of digits against her thing in time with the swingy tune produced from the music box.  She peered over a shoulder Abida's way by the wardrobe momentarily as a gentle sigh escaped Reyhan's form.  "I am- was, at least -a ganger. A thug.  Now, I'm just sorta' wandering along with Ana and blasting baddies full of holes when need be, so it isn't every day that I get to meet someone from another star system or something; I get all sorts of excited when something new comes along, and I never really know how to act right." she explained with a shrug.<br/><br/>"Hives are like..." she started, taking a few steps off to the music box and giving it a thorough examination. "Well, euh... A Hive is like one big city that's all entirely self-sufficient.  There's the really high-class folks that build big ol' towers with places like this," Reyhan said, gesturing out into the middle of the stateroom. "And then some middle-hivers beneath 'em are just sorta' regular folk, I guess, save the impossible tithes they have to pay annually.  Then there's the underhivers who're all mainly thugs and other nastiness living in some really awful conditions; we didn't have power for the longest time before we started stealing it, same with water.  If you ever get the chance to go to a hive, please just take my advice and tell 'em no. You don't ever want to go there." she said with a quick few shakes of the head.  "Fights break out in the streets and civies get turned to mush just because they got caught in the wrong place at the wrong time."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>