At times I can be wise. [Robb flashes her a small smile.] And my abilities to make a sandwich have improved greatly over the days that have passed.

[He does not believe that focusing on something stupid like sandwiches could make all her worry disappear. If anything he’d worry more.]

She is well. She seems to thrive in an environment like this… [A thoughtful expression appears on his face.] …I meant to ask you…have you ever heard of shape shifters on this fleet? Are there such people?

Ones with ill intentions?