[ him being late probably helped things a lot. put enough alcohol in her system and she can temporarily shove to the back of her mind any amount of bullshit. at some point there'll probably be a segment of the conversation where she fails to be able to articulate how stupid this ship is, but they'll deal with that when they get there. ]

I wonder, [ she says, a hand lifting (a little clumsily) to her mouth for a second. ] I wonder how many birthdays I can have before they're like 'no, stop, that's too many birthdays'? Karma seriously owes me at least three extra for the ones that happened when I was dead.