"just like the covenant in fact." Sister Naser took her place in line next to Torin. "It would be great if you could recommend some choices from the menu. I don't have much familiarity with ship-born diets." Her white bob head was peaking around corners and trying to get a better view of the food at hand. In her mind, she was more anxious to sit and talk than to spend time trying to figure out which food to partake of. She needed to learn more of these people and how they chose to be here.<br/><br/>Torin seemed to be an good opportunity for her. Someone who was genuinely interested in speaking about things in detail to her about life about the Galaxy. She had hoped that the Mistress of the ship would be equally forthcoming but honestly, being the Mistress meant she was way more busy than others. So Torin was a happy middle and someone that she might be able to really learn about and learn more about herself as well. She considered all this while the tiptoed on her boots trying to spy the food choices.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>