[ sensing the shift in trish — the way she stops and thinks it over a bit — alina softens. she leans back against some of the scaffolding that supports the light structures for the theater. when she'd first arrived, they'd seemed impossible and foreign. now, they were the closest thing to familiar comfort she had on this planet. ]

I wasn't trying to spread it around in the first place. [ she hedges around this, careful. ] So I'd appreciate if you didn't ... you know. [ her shoulders hunch a little. ] I think you're right, anyway. The thessyx don't seem interested.