[ Something had changed; she'd gotten her soul back. For Elizabeth, that's more than enough. But she knows what he means and shakes her head. ]

I don't... think so, but I suppose we don't know for sure. There must be someone we can ask. Over the network, or...

[ One of her friends might know. For know, she's worried, really studying his face. He hasn't paled, really, but... ]

Maybe it isn't the usual. [ It's a viable option, but not necessarily a better one. ] It may be something from the ship.