[Nott wanders on into the lounge because she is, similarly, trying to figure out the deal with this ship thing. She's borderline a flat-earther, there's a lot to mentally grapple with here.
When she notices a familiar kid struggling in the vents, though...]
Oh, good idea!
[Yeah? That's her stance, apparently.]
Maybe there's some oil around so we could lube you up? Then you'd have no problem fitting through!
[She, uh, looks around for oil??? Sure. There's always oil around. How else do you light your lanterns.]
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When she notices a familiar kid struggling in the vents, though...]
Oh, good idea!
[Yeah? That's her stance, apparently.]
Maybe there's some oil around so we could lube you up? Then you'd have no problem fitting through!
[She, uh, looks around for oil??? Sure. There's always oil around. How else do you light your lanterns.]