"Our worlds are alike in that way."

[Lulu remarks this and gives a solemn nod. There is a dull ache that accompanies thoughts of her homeland, of her island, her friends. She had traveled extensively, and yet she had never yearned quite as much then as she did now. She wondered, if only for a moment, if her company felt the same.]

"Lulu. It is a pleasure, Ramza."

[Though her words are scarce, she seems receptive to his courtesy.]

"Thank you for joining me. It is kind of you to humor my curiosity."