"I had concerns that you might be a babbling madman." That's a joke. Mostly. "I've never had the color of my eyes referred to as fascinating before, I'll give you that." Points for effort, and judging by his tone, it wasn't his best effort. And why waste that on her anyway?

The alcohol - what passes for it here - does taste a bit like lighter fluid, but given the lack of alternatives, Odessa has decided to acquire a taste. She doesn't even wince anymore when she takes a larger swallow. "You had projects you were working on. Anything I should be aware of?"