His smile is understated, lined with a heaviness buried somewhere underneath it, and her own reflects something just as drained in return. "Thank you," she says softly.

She knows that food and drink in the Horizon isn't real, in the way an apple in the living realm is, but she appreciates it all the same. And it doesn't stop her from taking the proffered tea, if nothing else simply so she can have something to do with her hands.

"How have you been?" she can hazard a guess, but it feels necessary to ask, anyway.