[she remembers this feeling - remembers being shoeless and be-robed (two times) and unsure of so many things. she's still not wise to all of it (has still not set her little lamp friend down, doesn't even know all the districts) and there's so much she might never be. it doesn't bother her, though.

the new sleeper - roundabout her sister's age, maybe? he looks a little dazed. and yeah, the manuals are hit or miss, usually a miss.]

I know a guy with a boat, but he doesn't fuck with those crabs. [she probably should not be fucking with those crabs, honestly.] Honestly, I only know a little about fishing, but there's caves out there full of these things. [holding up a piece of crabmeat - she is absolutely talking with her mouth full right now, but she's trying not to be sloppy about it. and she is doing nothing to indicate that she isn't a fisherperson, right now - other than to maybe imply she is 1. a newb and 2. somehow specialized. ??? ]

You'll be more useful with a full stomach and some shoes. I don't need help, [lie] but I'll take it if you can fight. Doesn't have to be now.

[after a moment, she adds:] You're welcome. I'm Vi. [she will wait to hold out a hand until one of his are free, and the hand she does hold out she wipes on her leggings first, because that's the polite thing, right?]