"I have no idea what groovy means," Seivarden said. "I assume it's good at least?"

She emptied her second glass and reached for the bottle to fill it up. "It's strange though, I understand people here much better than when I woke up from the suspension pod. Maybe it's a multiverse thing? Because I really couldn't, they didn't make sense at all, and my implants were to old so station couldn't translate, although it might just have been that horrible, provincial place, you should have seen the bars, they might have been to your taste."