He was awfully chipper and friendly for a teenager. Lisbeth couldn't rightly guess at his age but he was no kid. She knew a lot of teens and so many of them were brats and assholes that Sora seemed younger, or maybe more innocent. It was freaking her out just a little bit. But, something about him, had her feeling safe and at ease. It was strange.

"Salander," she offered her last name being as they had only just met and it was the more polite thing. Well, it had been in Sweden and most of Europe anyway, she thought with some cynicism. Who knew what went for polite on the planets of Thisavrou, except the Savrii themselves she supposed.

"Did Waka have a sense of humor too?" she posed next, thinking of how the creature had bounced off her leg for its own giggles. Even now, the thing was trying to roll its way up onto Sora's leg without much success. It certainly was active.