[it's rude to take two cookies? vi did not get that memo. besides, she did offer, and she would not stop at one, herself. he gets a nod of approval for that.]

That's the ticket. Take three if you want, that's why I got 'em. And I can always get more. [the look on her face says she's still getting used to that part.]

I probably would have met you then, too. If I hadn't gone back into the sea. I don't remember doing it, but...

[vi wouldn't know what to average hers against if asked. she barely recalls her youngest bits of childhood - and the years with vander after that, the years when she still had powder, her small crew - it's so faraway it may as well be another lifetime. she's not sure how many years it even was. she's more sure about how many it's been since, but even there it's a bit hazy around the edges. stillwater was a stretch of years divided into only a couple categories: general pop or solitary, and sometimes infirmary.]