Villanelle laughs, stepping away from the platform and walking up to Ellie.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

"It's definitely a sight to see."

"Never gets any less gorgeous, really. Of course, pretty company enhances it some..."

"Mm."

Wink.

"Feel like dinner yet?"

"What's on the menu?"

"Fruit, an assortment of canned soup, bread, some sodas that looked cool..."

"A healthy and balanced diet."

"You'll be missing these days whenever we're far from port."

"Maybe I should have gone with you for the shopping."

"Not sure that would've helped; I can only cram so much fresh food in the chest of preservation..."

"Dried foods keep. Rice, bouillon cubes, fruit leather, powdered eggs."

"I've got some of those, and I did try to get a bit of a variety, but we'll probably be sick of it anyways after a while."

"Fruit and bread it is."

"Should also be pretty portable if you want to eat somewhere other than the mess..." She shows the way down to the stores and galley kitchen, pointing out the chest with all the fresh food and the different places shelf-stable food is stored.

Then she'll have to see about putting something together.

Villanelle takes her meal up to the deck.

Ellie follows.

"Do you have any preferences about which room you'll be in?"

"Oh, I wanted to ask you which one would be okay to clear out."

"Hm... Any except the one I'm sleeping in or my study... But yeah I'll want to keep track of where things are being moved to."

"Move things after this, then?"

"Works for me."

So food, then moving stuff.

Most of the rooms are pretty similar; still, some are bigger than others, and Villanelle suggests one of those for Ellie. (It's near her room, in the middle of the ship.)