It might be the first time since she woke up here that Morgana manages to bite her tongue and keep the overwhelming amount of curiosity from spilling into a mile long list of questions. Somehow, despite months and months of living here everything still seemed so foreign. Sure she could handle the bots at her station, and she was at least aware of how to use that stupid pistol they gave the second half too during missions, but there were a million things she just didn't understand.

And few were as big as a man with something right in the centre of his chest who was sitting there chatting to her.

She paused for a moment when he asked if she'd lost someone, she had seen plenty come and go of course but there was only one she had really, truly cared about.

'Root. Samantha Groves. Arrested for treason and never seen again.' her voice is quiet, and suddenly sober, she swallowed. 'I was only close to her and Steve... and she's gone.' she said all of this with the easy smile still plastered on her lips, though it was beginning to strain.

'I met both when we were all new to this place. She was an enigma.' but she was kind to Morgana even with the sideways glances when Morgana casually mentioned things like the dragons that had once lived in Camelot, or that she had realised she was a witch. 'I got too busy and stopped spending time with her and then one morning she was taken away before dawn.' She shrugged as if it was nothing but her eyes had suddenly gone glassy.

'At least the computer loves Steve, maybe it won't eat him. Or you.'