That's... the one thing I can't answer. You wanna take a seat?

[ not that she looks particularly fragile, but waking up here is one hell of a headache -- literally and figuratively. but she also doesn't seem patient necessarily so frank will get started with his spiel while she either sits or doesn't. he gets down a glass in anticipation either way. ]

We're in space. On a space station, actually. The how and the why are still pending, alright, but we're making the best of it.

...How do you feel? [ like u need a drink i bet ]