Orla had been very carefully not saying anything in response to the idea that she was an off-worlder. There was no guarantee that the man had been anywhere near the Underhive so whose to say what she sounded like to him. She'll just grin at the man and say, 'I'm from all over, me.'

To Hound, 'Socialise? Only if this one wants to get a drink with me when we both get a break. Depending on how hard his boss makes him work obviously.' To the man, 'Name's Cordelia. Let me know if you ever want to compare war stories later.'

Spoiler: ooc
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Will head off to go pretend to smoke if he has nothing major to add