"Yeah, I think it's Latin or something?" She shrugs. "Not my language. We'd just call it Maschine in German, and then you'd get a syllable into the 'supremacy' part and everyone would tell you to shut the fuck up." That's clearly supposed to be a joke for her, but if he gets it even a little then she'll be happy with it.

"So how do you feel about that?" she asks, and for a second it's not clear what she means. She fixes him with a curious, if casual, look. "The idea that we're all gonna be stuck here for a while. 'Cause it's taking me a long time to turn around on it, personally."