[Smiling back, she's eager to take his offered hand in hers. Following their time together at the festival, she's felt far more at ease with easy, simple touches, tethering herself to him.]

It could use a lot of redecorating. If only Coran were here... [She says it idly, with the ease of a passing joke, though her voice does trail off a bit at the mention of her advisor. Her hand squeezes Lotor for a tick, unthinkingly, as though to reassure herself of his presence, before turning around to look about the lobby.] I was thinking of seeing what this place offers in terms of food, seeing as this world seems to only house inorganic life. But...have you spoken with the Welcome Committee, yet?