[ He really takes his coffee like that... well, that's easy to remember.

Psyche gives a little nod and doesn't press on the obvious there. ]

There must be a way to make the soil better... I'll ask Medea when I can. She knows about things like that.

[ A few months of hurried study can't make up for a lifetime of Psyche being shut away. She sips her coffee again and leans closer, enough to nearly feel the warmth of his side. ]

It's so easy to get food here. I wish we could bring some of this back to your world.