It was impressive, wasn't it. [ She's completely ignoring Sam's quite reasonable assessment and his arm and her tone is perhaps a little too light for her words to be bragging. His words fall with the perfection of whatever translating mechanism means that he is not speaking anything close to Ravkan; he looks like he could be from Novyi Zem? But more likely... he's not. They've not worked the same shift before, or else Nina would have made a point of introducing herself. He'd been helpful and hadn't asked stupid questions like: What are you doing and why aren't you getting a needle, so that's already won him points in her book. ]

Saints, I'd do terrible things for a good sandwich right now. Or to a good sandwich.

[ She flicks her hand subtly in the boy's direction and, satisfied that all is progressing as it should, thinks she will take this opportunity to sit down. She doesn't need help, but her movements are very deliberate as she proceeds to the table where she'd been organizing supplies before the emergency came in. ]

Thank you for your help. I'm Nina Zenik.