Seeing as how Shiva and the other members of the initiative were acquaintances at best, she settled to see them off with a simple nod. They were all the quieter types anyway.

While the others made motions to be seated, Shiva opted to lean against the back of one of the couches. She still had too much energy to relax right then. Without a drawn-out debrief, she was at a loss for what to do with it all. For now she just thought anxiously about what was in store for them. One thing that gave her a skerrick of hope was the shorter human life-span. There would undoubtedly be a more significant proportion of humans amongst the general population that were born after the war than in a masulu community. That might at least make those with grudges fewer in number. Hopefully.

Shiva looked up at Shuo when food was mentioned. She reasoned that a lighter topic of conversation might help make the idea of heading to Earth more buoyant. Glancing between the faces of the Rothians, Shiva asked, "What is human food like? Is it anything like masulu food, or is it smaller and fleshier, like they are?" Shiva let out a small chuckle, but trailed off as she noticed the bad taste while Ashley was around.