[Even though she was very newly arrived, herself, Dakki felt obligated to help out. As soon as her COMP began flashing messages notifying her of a new set of arrivals, she set down the magazine that she had been looking through and left the bookstore. Evidently, this was pretty important. And she knew what it was like to just be arriving somewhere strange. A friendly face could certainly help.
So there's a purple-haired lady in white armor, with a green and white striped scarf wrapped around her neck to help fend off the cold. She's fiddling with a watch, frowning slightly at the radar data she's getting, and quite plainly getting a little frustrated. This isn't nearly well integrated enough with her own systems. It's not using her preferred units of measurement. It's annoying. But then she gets a ping that can't be ignored, and she stops, jolts, and turns her head in Nagisa's direction.]
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So there's a purple-haired lady in white armor, with a green and white striped scarf wrapped around her neck to help fend off the cold. She's fiddling with a watch, frowning slightly at the radar data she's getting, and quite plainly getting a little frustrated. This isn't nearly well integrated enough with her own systems. It's not using her preferred units of measurement. It's annoying. But then she gets a ping that can't be ignored, and she stops, jolts, and turns her head in Nagisa's direction.]
Oh!
[There's a few moments of astonished blinking.]
You're a new arrival, aren't you?