[ Ah...so many... she tries to scoop up a few more to clear a path. Unfortunately, there are too many to make much of a difference, even as she sets some on the wide brim of her hat.

Although she doesn't understand his use of the word cloned, she gathers his meaning, nodding along. ]

Right. We'll need to find whoever brought the first few on board, then. [ unconsciously, she's already sorting through her memory files, looking for new additions to the ship. ] And we can drop some of these little guys off at the atrium while we look.

[ maybe they'll like the fake outdoors better. ]