Shrug. "I bet I'll get used to it."

Nod.

"Where'd you learn so much about bogs, anyway?"

"We went to a national park last summer that had a bunch of them."

"Neat!"

"Yeah! There was a lot of other stuff besides bogs, too."

"Ooh. Teach me your ecological secrets."

She tells him about lakes and beaver dams and hunting and conservation way back in the early twentieth century.

He is delighted!!

Oh good! Does he want the life story of a famous and important conservationist who was also a philandering jerk.

Yes absolutely.

His name was Grey Owl but his real name was Archie Belaney and he was Scottish but he got adopted by some First Nations group and he went around telling people he was half First Nations and he used to be a trapper but then he figured out that beavers were being hunted too much and he married several different women generally without bothering to divorce the old ones first.

That sure sounds like a character. Sindri enjoys hearing this story.

He had one kid, with Wife The Penultimate who helped him with a lot of his conservation stuff. And it's really nice that he's interested in hearing this story because telling stories helps you not forget them and it's not like she can go back to that national park any time soon.

Yeah they are kind of short on national parks in space.

"Yeah. There'll probably be zero-g, though, that'll be super fun."

"Yeah, I bet!"

"I heard some people puke their first time in zero-g."

"Gross," he giggles.

"People puke for all kinds of reasons," she says authoritatively.

"Yeah but how many of the other ones are going to happen in the next two minutes?"

"The airplane one, maybe."

Snort.

"Do spaceships count as airplanes on the relevant level?"

"I don't know, what's the relevant level?"