Oh? I suppose I shall.... [The possibility is fascinating and frightful all at once.

She looks out at the sea of stars that surround their ship.]

Do you think... it will be safe? I have no escort, and we know not what awaits us at our destination.

[Ovelia has never so much as stepped out for a stroll without a guard nearby to watch over her. She laughs nervously.]

I am sorry, I must seem silly to a traveler like you, to fret so.