Salinas acknowledge the wink, she assumed every world had its own culture, its own system of religion. To her people it was the sky serpent, and the many animal totems that represented the best in human qualities, or the various saints as the Imperium wished her people to believe. The Nazcan girl did smile at the compliment, though honestly food service seemed a bit, low for someone of her technical skills and knowledge of biology. Salinas eyebrow raised at the mention of a daughter, mostly because in her head she was making a close account of whom she would have to please aboard the ship. "Well your greenhouses are in good hands." She nodded to Ana before going on, "I've brought a lot of seeds, Tubers and various Corns that are pretty hardy. Plus I have some techniques which will keep the on ship food supply resilient to blights forming. I've heard that is a huge problem on these sorts of ships." She nodded remembering a few teachers mentioning the affects of large blights, and also poor agriculture techniques some ships employ.<br/><br/>Salinas then turned looking up at Veche "A warrior like you? I don't think I'll question it. As long as the captain didn't have seating arrangements drawn up." She gives the man a smile, being friendly to such a well spoken behemoth of a man. Though through her speaking a word or two became butchered to being unintelligible by her accent and her poor Gothic.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>