Eve's composed herself enough to relax a little by now (though she notes to add this type of life form to her databases later), and as such her expression lightens, though it may be hard to tell with her usual lack of expressiveness. "Eve is the Queen of Nasods," she says, with maybe a touch of pride. "She does not have a family, exactly. But it is not as difficult as you might think. Due to the nature of dimensional links, it is possible to transport subjects between locations with proper care and usage."

You know what? Someone being so genuinely pleased to meet her is somewhat infectious, and after being accustomed to the not so subtle overtones of suspicion from both the fleet and those of her own world for being what she is, it puts Eve in good enough of a mood to manage a small smile. "Eve is also pleased to make your acquaintance, Shiraui Tsumugi."