[ She turns fully as he speaks, head canting ever so slightly to the right as he tells her of his time in an even stranger place than this one. Her smile's gone by the time he finishes, replaced by something more bittersweet. ]

I'm sorry, Siegfried. I think it's wonderful if you can be physically comfortable with those who are dear to you&mddash;but not at the expense of your own comfort and choice.

[ And choice is something that's become so important to her, now that she has it.

Rosetta thinks on it a little, then waves a hand to the hubbub that surrounds them. ]

Now that we're here, what are you comfortable with?