Lyra didn't coddle anyone. Language barrier or not, she wasn't about to change the way she spoke for someone else's convenience. If she did, she got irritated at the same time. "And I say: get off the ship some-damn-time. Get your snooty-smart behind out of that room and go look at daylight for once." She said flatly and stretched.<br/><br/>Lyra had issues with everyone she came across. More issues with women than she had with men. She was from a military background, and men were more militant than women were, so it made sense that she would appreciate a man's company more than a woman's. Sure, women had their place in her world (hell,<em>she</em>is a woman!), but only rarely did she welcome them around her, despite being trapped on a ship with several of them, and one man that<em>looked</em>like a girl. Yes, a girl; not a woman. Alyx's appearance was something that bothered her from time to time, but he was a good sod. He worked through her quirks and did his best to keep her happy in her cockpit. And for that, she only mentioned his girly-looks every now and then, instead of every damn conversation like she used to; calling him 'girly cheeks' or 'pretty boy' or even 'lady lips' ...and the list goes on.<br/><br/>But... right now she just eyed the bowing girl and waved her off, "Wish she'd stop doin' that... seriously..." She muttered to herself as Setsuko left, digging in her cooler for another drink.