[ She snorts and lowers the bottle she picked back up as soon as she was settled. ]

Please tell me you’re saying you’ve watched all three full seasons, because that’s fucking hilarious. [ she slumps back, and she is the kind of person who can’t sit normally either, her legs have to be pulled up or propped up or something ] Go for it. Regale me with whatever the fuck nonsense they’re attempt at a plot is.

[ It really is weird, even for her with the extra chunk of time leading up ‘til now. It’s not like the rig had the kind of downtime you get here, you were always expected to be doing something and if she wasn’t she was usually just bored out of her mind. Sex hell is actually an upgrade on the rig in a lot of ways, because even if she’s being fucked with at least she gets to have something resembling a free life outside of it.

But the point is there wasn’t really such thing as casual hanging out, even as she got closer to the others again. Even her time with Brand was mostly sparring, since training counted as ‘doing something’ to the corp. This is— different, and weird, but she’s getting used to it, and it’s nice to have company. It’s nice to not be so fucking alone all the time. ]