Freyr couldn’t help but smile as she heard the Rothian (she finally placed the species name) speak. “Well, i’m glad i could add to your time here!” She grinned as they walked to the stall. The owners recognised Freyr immediately, and greeted her fondly, but cast a wary eye over her alien companion. Freyr returned the greeting in their own language, the words and their pronunciation being fed into her mind via her comms implant. She then slowly introduced Vreta’Sori to them, before moving on to order two portions of Gỏi cuốn. They arrived quickly - three semi-transparent rolls each, sat on giant lettuce leaves in a takeaway box. The stallholders didn’t seem keen on handing the second box to the giant lizard, so Freyr quickly took it from them and handed it to Vreta.

With their food now served, Freyr guided them through the crowd to a cluster of long wooden benches which they could sit on and eat. Freyr mopped up some of the rainwater stuck on the bench with her napkins before settling down. “So, Rothian huh? I remember studying you guys in university. How does eternal life treat you? I think I'd go mad after a while.” Freyr realised that was slightly morbid but couldn’t row back now, so she leant into it. “I guess there are ways of ‘mixing things up’, in a manner of speaking?” She wrapped the first of her rolls in a lettuce leaf, dipped it into the little pot of sweet sauce provided and took a bite, savouring the delicious mix of flavours.