[Louise is strolling about on the deck, wondering if she'd ever get used to the dark view of space, the only illumination being stars and galaxies. She'd managed to get out and meet several new people, but the man holding up the wall as she passes by was most definitely a new arrival. At least--judging by the fact that she'd not seen him before. Then again, the relaxed way in which he carried himself suggested he was more than comfortable with his surroundings, his general demeanour seemingly confident. So, she approaches.]
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Enjoying the silence, are you?